The Strange Ways of a Reformed Feral Cat

There was a wild kitty that lived in a shoe --- box.

There was a wild kitty that lived in a shoe — box.

There are horror stories told of foolish humans attempting to domesticate wild cats. Stories of cats that vanish without a trace, shredded drapes, broken treasures, trips to the hospital, and furniture soiled with — well, you get the idea. I remember as a child I watched in awe as my parents worked for what seemed like an hour carefully freeing a feral cat from an old dryer vent, and as I welcomed Abby into my house, I was more than a little worried that her wild ways might interfere with her future home. The truth is, she took to becoming a house cat extremely well. She padded quietly about the house trilling in a singsong, little voice and checking out the downstairs before settling down to rest in front of the fridge. She missed the litter box the first time but soon discovered where it was, and she hasn’t missed since. My curtains are safe, catfights have been avoided, and she hasn’t found a handy dryer vent to wedge herself into. She has, however, ignored the soft quilt, that I gave her to sleep on, in exchange for a box of old work shoes. We have decided it is her way of saying: “When choosing a cat for a wonderful, new home, I’m a shoe in!”

Sue

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2 responses to “The Strange Ways of a Reformed Feral Cat

  1. Luvley Abby gurl ❤
    Siddhartha Henry an LadyMum

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