This morning while feeding the two porn kitties. 🙂 (Sorry, that’s what we call them because that is their history.) Anyway, I had to clean and straighten the place up so while I am in there, I just talk to the kitties like I am talking to another person and letting them know what I am doing.
I was in there longer than normal because we had a bad storm last night, and poor Fletcher, I guess you can say he is scared of thunder because he trashed the place. So there I am, putting things right. Dumbledore the big gray polydactyl until now has stayed inside the carrier inside the cage and growls at me any time I approach the carrier. (I hadn’t fed him yet that morning).
I’ve bent over to pick up a litter pan, and I hear this soft “Thump” behind me (where the cage is). I turn around and see Dumbles out of the carrier! I grab a can of food and a bag of dry, take a deep breath and go over to the door expecting him either to rush it or growl and advance on me. He just stood there looking at me.
I step inside, praying he won’t attack me. And ignoring him (he’s in the corner watching but not growling). I pop the lid, pour the food into the bowl and shake some dry. He steps out of the corner goes right to the food and starts eating!
I am just sitting there in the moment, the very first time, this Lost Boy and I have shared personal space since his arrival. I kneel down and talk softly to him and started to pet him! AND he let me!! I petted him a few times, he never ceased eating the entire time and since I didn’t want to push him. I turned around to leave with a big smile on my face. I want to get my scanner out and see if he is chipped but that is for another time. I can’t imagine anyone intentionally dumping a polydactyl they are highly desirable cats in Oregon. I am thinking he was once owned and either got out of the house or was owned by someone who didn’t want to spay or neuter. But he is not feral.