That is good to hear. Keep doing what you are doing it is working.
So sorry that you are having your ups and down with your cats and that you have to restart the treatment over again. It has been very windy where Iive as well. A couple of community cats are MIA because of this crazy weather and boy do they get stressed out over it.Treasure and Tourmaline are off somewhere. Sopdet got run off early this morning with 45 mph winds. She hasn't been seen since. Usually I don't worry about her but since the wind managed to rip the storm door off the basement wall I am hoping she's ok. This morning Treasure was practicing his yowling with a very unimpressed Tourmaline looking at him like he was crazy. I posted the video in the photo/video forum. I think Tourmaline was more anxious about the cam that was moving around. She's not used to that whereas after a year Treasure doesn't even pay the cams any attention. These cats go the entire 9 years when they play. I suppose it's because they are feral and unlike your housecat who plays for fun and exercise, ferals need these skills in order to survive. I can often tell when they do play because 9 time out of 10 they get easily distracted with food, or they look off when growling/hissing, yowling or whatever. I used to worry about all of that but after observing Treasure and Sopdet for the past year I know what to expect. Sounds and all. In fact the other day Sopdet chased Treasure up the tree. I also found that you can read a million articles, can ask a million experts but each cat and situation is different. Like the articles I read that cats playing are usually quiet but I learned from watching Shaman with her buddies before they disappeared and with Treasure and Sopdet how they make the sounds and go the entire 9 yards. Anyway so far the tapping is working for the cats. I just need to tap for myself so I'm not worried when something like these winds occur. Although I do always wonder when they leave in the morning if they'll return that evening or decide to move on. Like Shaman did.
Bad news. Sopdet is terrified of me. All that hard work to be undone by some stupid wind. I'm through with this. I just can't do this again and again and again.
Feeding was nightmarish this evening. I had to keep bowls from blowing away while making sure everyone eats something. To make this situation worse were some stressed out cats who were attacking other cats. I had to break up a bunch of cat fights. Uggghhhh!
My very first post on this forum ( that I posted only a few months ago) was titled "At my Wit's End being attacked over cat feeding". Seriously, I was getting attacked from every angle. My mother was and still is one of those forces that makes my life hellish, especially for cat feeding. Everyday I am screamed at over the cats and told to stop feeding them. Everyday I have to stand up for the cats. The aggravation I have to deal with for feeding cats is enough to put me off feeding cats for life. Just a few months ago I had a major falling out with another cat feeder in regards to trying to get cats off the streets at her husband request. She got extremely nasty with me and wrote me a vicious email and I gave it right back to her spotlighting her lies and bs behavior. She said she will sic her lawyer on me if I spoke to her again, but instead she siced a local tnr group on me and made me look like the bad guy when I was only trying to get some cats off the streets before winter.Most times my struggles are because of my Mom. Yes she's 97 years old. Yes she is allergic to cats. But she is unbendable. Refuses to even listen to me about the cats. Everything I do has to be on the sly. I don't have the money to live on my own and she has thrown me out several times over the past year, even though she does rely on me to help her. Nothing stops her ire. I have tried to mention that on here before to no avail. Otherwise if I could I would bring all of them inside. Cooper is another cat that was dumped. He survived last winter outside and he shows up so infrequently I'm happy when he does. I guess he visits the other colonies. Someone did take him long to put a collar on him but he was a bit aggressive until he tore the collar off. Today he just showed up. I snuck outside for a moment but Mom was inside screaming that it was cold, I was going to die, people over 55 should not be outside in 45 degree weather, yadda and then she got on the phone with the police to see if she could have me removed. So I had to reluctantly come back inside and poor Cooper (who barely visits, walked off with his tail between his legs like he was dejected. This is one of the reasons why my posts are always so urgent or sad because I'm really up against a brick wall with no means of help. Even the Alz org can do nothing about my Mom as here a doctor will do nothing without Mom's permission. So this is my 99% of the time situation.
Just endless aggravation. I am sick of doing what I think is right and getting grief over it.
Thankfully, we were able to talk him into this and we made his health decisions. When the end was near we honored his wishes and had inhospice care rather than just put him in a Hospice hospital.
Maybe put up a new thread in the Feral and Stray forum, so you can get some replies from other members. There are members out there far more knowledgeable than me. You need to direct the post at those who have successfully tamed ferals and dealth with alot if setbacks. I am sure those members would have a lot to say.Tourmaline is now scared of me. I don't know why but something is terribly wrong here. As usual vets and cat experts in my area refuse to help me or even give some kind of suggestions. So not sure what is happening.
