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The Story of Sam aka Samantha

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

And what a tail tale I have to share with you all!! Remember I mentioned the park colony cat Mom L and her pals have been trying to trap? Sick and injured??

Well today if you will spare the time to read my very long post about “his” capture, you truly won’t be disappointed!

This tale is told by a marvelous volunteer with my Project Delta View Cats effort. We manage a cat colony at a city park in our little city on the magnificent California Delta.

This story is being told in the words of our park colony manager and feeder, Miss Jane.

HEAR YE! HEAR YE! LET THE BELLS RING OUT IN KITTY CAT KINGDOM!

Sam the Cat has been caught, having been enveloped in love by Angela, the keeper of the sacred net. He was plopped from net into Linda’s carrier, and as she closed the lid, Sam barely put up any argument. He is a sweetheart kitty. He is being lovingly monitored and stowed away overnight at Linda’s and tomorrow he’s off down the yellow brick road to see the doctor whom we hope is a wizard that can give him the gift of health! He will need our loving thoughts tonight and tomorrow.

What an ending, right???

Now, let’s back up just a bit for some of the background story in Miss Jane’s own words:

“He had blood on his fur from the wound on his neck and pus filling his eyes and overflowing onto his fur.

Over the next few days, he had cleaned off the blood but the neck wound was rapidly losing fur as it blew up into a swollen bump the diameter of a tennis ball. We had all tried catching him at Feeder #3 with no luck. So I went about my usual feeding pattern at Feeder #4, but this time I sat down on the ground next to the feeder. I put out wet food (enough to fill the tummies of all the cats—(about 13, as I recall).

I used a couple large flat pans on the ground next to the feeder and a few individual little dishes for the likes of Garfield and Opal (our senior and very shy cats). There was no attempt to catch Sam who, as previously mentioned, likes to eat on the other side of the hill. The next day it was rinse and repeat with Angela there, a gracious lady who offered to help us net him. I may have the exact timing of things off a little because it’s become a bit of a blur as we were all so tired at this point. Three weeks trying to catch a kitty who didn’t realize we were going to help him.

Every single time Angela, keeper of the sacred net, moved even a foot, Sam would bolt. It was at that point that we knew if we couldn’t catch him at the very least, we needed to get some medicine in him.. Linda had some leftover chilled antibiotics, so the next day we put out some salmon pate with the medicine in it.

In the past I had gotten Sam to eat at the base of Feeder #3 while I sat next to him. And there are fewer cats that eat there.

This time I showed him the dish, put it down and moved away. He gobbled up the whole thing in a snap. The next day we did the same thing and he ate the purposely small amount of medicine-laced food. What was fascinating was how quickly the swollen area on his neck had gone down, although he still had a five-inch patch of furless skin.

I knew from previous times he would come back for more food, so I carried a new dish forward to the right side of Feeder 3. Angela was right behind me with her net. Sam was on the hill watching us.

As I knelt down, Angela said, “Cover me. I’m right behind you.” She said, “Keep talking to him, Janie. Keep talking to him.” Thus, Sam was focused on me and the food, but not Angela and the net. Angela and I became one, so to speak, in Sam’s eyes.

I threw bits of sardine Linda had prepared to bring him closer and he loved that.

He warily moved closer and closer until he decided to take a chance and snatch a big piece of the salmon/sardine repast Linda had put together.

He sort of turned away from us as he ate it, and Angela was able to ever-so-slowly bring her net down, inch by inch by inch as he snatched bite after bite and I’m still talking in a low, soothing voice to him.

Angela was laser-focused the whole time. Now the net is so close, angled vertically with net hanging about six inches above the ground. Sam looked at it for a second but went back to his food. I thought that any second Angela was going to go for it, but she held off as she tilted the net so as to be almost horizontal to the ground over his body. I made a tiny shift in my kneeling position and he flinched; but I’m still talking, Sam’s still eating, now oblivious to her net.

And that’s what Angela was waiting for—for him to become immersed in his eating. Then BAM!!! The net hits the ground with Sammy inside!

I stepped down hard on the handle. Angela says, “Keep talking to him Janie.” She yells to Linda to bring the towel to put over the net, which Linda had already second-guessed her and was running towards us with it. Sam was thrashing but not as bad as a true feral cat might. She threw the towel over the net. We breathe for a second and exhale mightily and let out some godawful guttural laugh!!!

WE FINALLY CAN HELP SAM!!!

Sam’s trapped on the ground, netting and towel covering him. Linda brought the carrier, opening the top. Angela had pulled the netting underneath so as to enclose Sam in it, all the while keeping him pinned to the ground. Towel still on top. She instructed me to move with her, as she has the cat by the scruff and the net, and I’m holding the handle of the net. In one rapid movement we moved Sam and net over the carrier opening and Angela deposited Sam into it.

The sheer mixture of relief, exuberance, exhaustion and triumph hit all of us at the same time.

As you can imagine, we couldn’t have got him without Angela’s sacred net, particularly because Sam is “anti-trap”. That cat wouldn’t go near the trap no matter how many places we staged it, electronic gizmos, or bribes we offered. He was having none of it!

And the experience of seeing a cat netted was truly exciting!

The rest of the cats are well fed, happy and getting fat in their pastoral residence. All’s well in kitty cat kingdom.

Sleep well, dear humans.”

Isn’t Miss Jane a wonderful story teller!!

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

UPDATE: Sam is now “Samantha”!!! “He” is a “she”!!! She will be released soon from the care of our county animal services and hopefully we can get her a dental for her stomatitis before we must release her back to our colony.

Her neck wound is from a bite. It became so infected and must have internalized, because what we saw as discharge from her eyes and nose was really pus from the internal abscess that was emerging from her olfactory passages.

Community Cats Are Worth It!

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

Just in case you didn’t already know it, Mom L and Dad P have started a program in our forever city of Pittsburg, CA called Project Delta View Cats (PDVC). Of course I am the one who told influenced them about just how to go about doing this new Paw It Forward Project for me us. Not sure how they would have gotten this far without my steadfast incessant advice.

But we all know that our community’s abandoned, stray cats are worth every bit of effort we invest in helping them to live healthier lives and to over time have fewer of them left to fend for themselves. We are making sure the community cats we find are spayed, neutered, vaccinated and that their feeders are practicing the most neighborly methods of feeding them and caring for them so’s the whole neighborhood doesn’t see the cats as nuisances.

The hard working volunteers here at PDVC work nights and weekends to try to humanely trap the stray, abandoned, feral community cats we locate or feeders tell us about. Lots of times we work in teams when we have some trap savvy kitties to catch.

Cat trappers working out their strategy

You see this project those trappers are working on involves some down right trap wary cats. They even had one of them snoopervising them while they talked about how they were gonna approach this project that involve a mom cat and some pretty feral juvenile kittens.

Yeah, you guys try that. HAH!! Won’t work!

This smarty pants then went off to tell the other cats what we were gonna do. He hung around to learn that they were using both a regular humane trap and a drop trap!

Electronic drop traps can be triggered from a long distance

That reconnaissance cat watched until he knew just what the trappers were up to and then this is all Mom L saw of him again!

Off to tell the other guys what to look out for…heh…heh…heh

As I said at the top of this post, COMMUNITY CATS ARE WORTH IT!!

As for me, I have been snoopervising from my favorite sun puddle created by one of our skylights.

Snoopervising is such hard work!

Let me hear in comments how you help your community cats. You can also help us,  http://www.deltaviewcats.org, at Project Delta View Cats by visiting our website and dropping off a few green papers…heh…heh…heh! Thanks for coming to visit me today.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

Yoo Hoo!!! Friday Memes Just for You!

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

My new memes are sure to get your Friday smiles and grins movin’ around on your faces. Just check out the first one.

This cute little pittie girl joined her human and my Mom L and Dad P at a totally awesome fund raising event, Pint for Paws,  for Berkeley Humane Society. Mom L and Dad P and I believe if we support our fellow rescues then it all comes back to us eventually one way or another. This non-profit has helped us rescue some kitties and we know they do great things.

Of course TKS just had to get one in of her own.

What more can I say. TKS is totally obsessed with her favorite spot on the bed next to “her” Dad P during our morning routine. Of course, I, Princess Savannah, am far more willing to share the bed space with TKS and that whatever her name is, KK (Kit Katie).

Well I bet’cha none of my readers ever have a problem when they are at that doctor place and they hear “temperature”!! MOL!!

This cute young adult kitty girl is now residing in Mom L’s office in a large cage. She was found by our neighbor’s who told us she was “very friendly”. And she was, for like thirty seconds, then she would start to growl. Hmmmmmm—nonetheless—Mom L picked the kitty up on Sunday, in a carrier, and we took her to the cat clinic run by our pals Community Concern For Cats.  We needed her checked for a microchip, and to learn if she was female or male and did she need to be “fixed”.

A few more snarls and growls later—and Miss Penelope (Mom L names her) was determined to be “female”, “pregnant”, and no chip.

So we picked her up and brought her home for recovery. She continued to snarl and yet she also wanted to be pet. So back she went to see a Veterinarian, and we learned she had some pain from an injection site so she received a mild pain med.

Who knew!!! Miss Penelope became the most adorable, chilled kitty ever!! And then last night Mom L discovered the unthinkable—Miss Penelope is declawed!!!!!!

YES!! She was abandoned by an apartment renter near us, not spayed, not chipped and declawed! Outrageous I say!!! What say all of you my readers???

So Miss Penelope will be kept in my castle until she is fully recovered from her surgery and then we will find an adoption path for her.

That’s if from me!!

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

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