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New Foster Mom Saves Six Kittens

HIYA!!   SAVANNAH HERE!!!

I have such an exciting story to share with you about six kittens our Project Delta View Cats (PDVC) group helped through targeted TNR (trap, neuter, return) in our city. If you live anywhere there is a “kitten season” in the USA you know that by June time most public shelters are about full up with kittens, in shelter and in foster care.

That happened with two litters one resident had, Miss Jessica, in our PDVC project area in Pittsburg, CA. We were able to get one set of kittens into the municipal shelter but by the time we could catch the mom cat and other kittens from two other litters, the shelter was full. Shelter staff advised we have the resident “foster in place and socialize” and try to get them into the shelter in the Fall/Winter.

That is exactly what Miss Jessica did!! She cared for two gray kittens, and five black and black and white kittens from two mom cats for SEVEN MONTHS!! Miss Jessica has never fostered before and she works full time. But, she did one heck of a great job with these kittens. One of the black and whites was adopted by her friend, but the other six stayed with her, inside and well loved and well fed!

The first two Mom L took to the shelter right after Christmas, one gray and one white with black, have been pulled by a wonderful rescue for their Kitty Corner, Contra Costa Humane Society (CCHS).

The white with black started to chill’ax faster, but the gray kitty turned out to be a lap cat!

You can see that both became very comfy and that is why CCHS pulled them and they are on their way to forever homes!

The second pair Mom L toke to the shelter on Jan. 2nd.

Another gray kitty, with striking amber eyes and a tuxedo. They are still shy but coming around.

The last two were taken in Jan 8 and are still very scared as they were the least socialized of the six. But once the first four were gone, these two started to interact with foster Miss Jessica more easily.

 

Here are their intake photos at the shelter. Both are female, one tuxedo and one all black.

I will keep you posted on the kitties if I can. Targeted TNR works! And people do care and people really ARE THE SOLUTION!!

What do you think about that notion?

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

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.

Everyday Brings New Excitement

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I have to say that having this Kit Katie hanging around sure does keep everyone on their toes. She is non-stop checking out every little corner of my castle. And she has to talk all the time she is doing it. How the heck can a senior cat get her napping done.

Well as you can see, I am not having anything to do with the kid’s explorations. As long as I have my end of the couch and Mom L is at the other end where she can reach over and pet me now and then, I don’t care

I do have to say that Kit Katie has really been living on the edge the last few days. You remember that photo from my last Friday Memes where TKS is staring from her tower in total disbelief at what she is seeing happening before her eyes?

I cannot believe what Kit Katie is doing!!!!

This is what TKS was watching. She was looking at me, actually enjoying some treats within like eighteen inches of Kit Katie. Yup, even I surprised myself doin’ it the first time. Heck, my throat was so hoarse from hissing at Kit Katie (KK) when she hopped up on my our bed, I needed those treats just to clear my head!!

Now we do this almost every morning. I am actually staying on the bed while KK roams all over it. She has discovered Mom L’s iPad and thinks those mouses are pretty fun. (hover over photo to view caption)

She has also discovered that she can climb from our bedroom scratch post to the tippy top of Mom L’s jewelry chest to get a better look at the art hanging on the wall.

And TKS has an even more frightening experience as she watched from her tower at this morning’s action with KK and me on our bed.

No!! Oh no!! This is gonna be really really bad!!!

You see, KK was all rolling around on the bed and snuggled up against Mom L’s leg. Then she did the awful horrible. She stretched as far as she could and she let her paw touch my furs!!! TKS was right to be lookin’ so shocked!

I bet I can reach Savvy from here…

Well I can tell you that I gave her my loudest, meanest snarl and yowl of outrage and I raised my paw to give her a whack! Luck for KK she moved fast and zipped off the edge of the bed. The nerve!!!

So I am ready for Kit Katie to find her own castle. I sure do hope my pals will grab her badge at this end of this blog post and share her all over your social media. Anyone interested can contact Contra Costa Humane Society in Pleasant Hill, CA at 925-279-2247. Kit Katie lives with me, but CCHS has her in their re-homing program so they contact Mom L if there is an inquiry for Kit Katie.

PAW PATS, SAVANNAH

PeeEss…thought you might like to see some new photos of the River View Park cats getting their chow on a very rainy day. Didn’t stop them!

And here is KK’s badge.

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