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Happy Turkey Day to all my pals in the USA!!!

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

One of my Paw It Forward efforts is helping Mom L and Dad P with our Project Delta View Cats. We are currently focused on serving our home city of Pittsburg, CA by  promoting and delivering humane management of our over population of abandoned community cats through targeted TNR for select neighborhoods along our waterfront.

We also have taken on humane management of 30+ abandoned community cats living in several small colonies around our Marina as well as 20+ living at a city park, River View Park, on our delta waterfront.

Our colony cats are having a bountiful Thanksgiving meal thanks to our donors who have been so kind to help us by donating dry and wet cat food. We are all volunteer and the cost for feeding these colonies exceeds $5,500 USD a year. And believe you me we buy low cost food with as high quality as possible!

The abandoned colony cats wanted me to share their Thanksgiving message with my readers.

Please consider making a small ongoing monthly donation of $5 to $10 dollars to help us feed these kitties. The cost to feed one cat for one month is $20.

Tax deductible donations can be made here: www.deltaviewcats.com

Have a fabulous Thanksgiving.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

Remember Sam? I have an update!!

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

I posted on July 29th the tail tale of Sam aka Samantha aka Sammy’s capture to be able to treat a severe injury. We thought Sammy was a girl, then a boy, then a girl and finally once we got “him” to our county animal services, they confirmed “IT’S A BOY”!!!

Well Sam was released from Contra Costa County Animal Services (CCAS) to Miss Jane’s care in early August. CCAS staff and medical docs treated him like the elegant young mancat he is. We are proud that CCAS is one of our key partners for my latest Paw It Forward Project, Project Delta View Cats (PDVC).

We also have the great good fortune to have a wonderful working relation with Furry Friends Pet Relief as they are the rescue that found a very reasonably priced veterinarian, Central Boulevard Vet Hospital, who knows how to manage feral kitties, to do Sam’s much needed dental. Sam was boarding on stomatitis so we weren’t sure what would happen and how many toofies he might need extracted.

 

Good news!! Sam had NO extractions!! And one of our wonderful volunteers, Miss Kandi, donated the cost of his dental. So after that, Sam went to have a very nice relaxing recovery at Miss Jane’s home.

Check out the amazing set up Sam had thanks to Miss Jane and her hubby Mr Bob. Sam was catered to and cared for and we believe he is ready to be released back to our park colony this next week.

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I know that Sam will always remember Miss Jane, his protector and care giver. He will be looking for her to serve up his meals once released at PDVC’s park colony.

So tell me all about any successful recovery stories you have when you helped out an injured or ill community cat?

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

PeeEss—Mom L is having her first cataract surgery this week so I won’t be back until next Monday. Paw hugs, Savvy

The Story of Sam aka Samantha

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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.

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