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Well, last week I thought maybe I’d post more good news. Things started out OK but soon went from bad to worse. Long post ahead….
My ex-landlord has been on the property for weeks making all kinds of repairs he SHOULD have made while I was still living there. I haven’t talked to him in over two months, and I don’t want to. He sent me a text shortly after I left and said “You have to contact me before you re-enter the property.” Then he left a voicemail about a week ago that said since I hadn’t returned a key, I’m still supposed to be paying rent. I didn’t respond to either. I’ve only been over there once or twice to look for the cats I abandoned. The neighbor had the key because she was going to get the dishwasher out. I haven’t been able to move my shed yet either, and the neighbor was putting the cat food in there. The landlord closed it up and put HIS lock on it! So the neighbor was trying to coax the cats over to her house to feed them.
I heard the landlord was going to be out of town for a few weeks, so I went over there on Friday evening Nov 16. I parked at the neighbor’s and started calling the cats. Mama Kitty immediately popped out from under her house but wouldn’t come to me. She looked thinner, of course, but she was overweight anyway so it didn’t hurt much. I kept calling but nobody else came out.
I went over to call under my old house, but nobody came out. I started to walk away and heard a faint “meow?” So I went back and called some more. Kitty Girl came barreling out from under the house and started meowing very loudly. I was so happy to see her! She was thin to start with and now looked even thinner. I felt SO bad. She wouldn’t come to me at first, but then I sat on the steps like I did when I fed them all, and she practically jumped in my lap. I took the two pics below and made a short video of her, and she was very vocal. I sat with her a few minutes and then started walking back to the neighbor’s, wanting her to follow me but she wouldn’t. So I just picked her up and carried her over there. The neighbor said this was the first time she had seen them around since I left. I put the food on the neighbor’s porch. The cats looked suspicious but came in to eat anyway. They both got two cans of food and probably would’ve eaten more if I had put it out. Kitty Girl was very affectionate, but Mama Kitty was still mad at me. I felt very guilty when I left. The cats looked like they wanted to follow me.
I don’t know where Stripey was. She never showed, so I figure she’s either dead or out having kittens somewhere.
I went back that Sunday evening and parked at the neighbor’s again. Kitty Girl came running over from my old house as soon as she saw me. Mama Kitty came out from under the neighbor’s house, and this time she let me get close and give her some love. I went in and got some dry food for them. As I was squatting on the ground to put it in the pan, both cats went behind me like they wanted to run off. I had some food in my right hand and reached around to show them like “Hey, the food’s over here, come over here”. Before I could bring my hand back around, Kitty Girl chomped down on my right ring finger – and wouldn’t let go. I couldn’t stand up because she probably would’ve torn my finger off, so I just had to drag my hand back around with her still on it, and she finally let go. So while they were eating, I was bleeding all over the yard. I ran the water hose over my hand for about 5 minutes and then went in and told the neighbor. She happens to be a former nurse, lucky me. I finally got it to stop bleeding long enough for her to bandage me up. My whole finger had immediately turned black and blue, and I think it would’ve hurt less if I had slammed the car door on it. I’m glad Kitty Girl wasn’t hungry enough to bite through to the bone, but she put some pressure on it for sure. I thought there were only two tooth marks, but later I saw there were three. I’m really glad it wasn’t my thumb. I felt so stupid, and it was totally my fault. It’s healed up pretty good now but still sore on one side. At least it didn’t turn red, and I’d had a tetanus shot when Stripey tore my left hand up back in March.
Sad to say….that wasn’t the “worse” part.
I got off work at lunchtime on Wednesday for Thanksgiving and went back to the neighbor’s house. She said she hadn’t seen any cats for a day or so, but she was still putting food out, and it was being eaten. I stayed awhile and called the cats, but they didn’t come out. I figured they were just out wandering since it was mid-afternoon. I told the neighbor I’d come back later during the weekend.
I had gone to the neighbor’s the back way when I went it, but I went the other way when I left. As soon as I got up to the main road, I saw a dead cat lying a little off the road in front of another neighbor’s house. My heart almost stopped when I realized it was Kitty Girl. I tried to convince myself it wasn’t her, but it was. I moved her further off the road so she wouldn’t get torn up. She had obviously been hit by a car, but the only injury I saw was to the right side of her face. Her body was whole, and there wasn’t even any fur missing. Maybe she had a broken neck. I prayed that whatever happened was instantaneous.
I went back to tell the neighbor. She had been home only about 15 minutes before I got there earlier. She said she had seen something but thought it was a raccoon. So at least Kitty Girl didn’t get killed because she heard me calling and was trying to get to me. That’s what I was thinking before I told the neighbor about her. I had to leave, but I went back a little while later and got Kitty Girl and buried her at my new house.
Back in the summer I was trying to take care of 11 cats and kittens. Now the only ones left are Mama Kitty and Rex fka Kitty Baby. I can’t count Stripey until I find her again….if I find her again.
My poor Kitty Girl! She wasn’t even two years old yet. She was so beautiful. I had her, then I left her, then I found her, then I lost her again. She deserved so much better.
Sorry these pics are so big. I edited but it didn't change.
My ex-landlord has been on the property for weeks making all kinds of repairs he SHOULD have made while I was still living there. I haven’t talked to him in over two months, and I don’t want to. He sent me a text shortly after I left and said “You have to contact me before you re-enter the property.” Then he left a voicemail about a week ago that said since I hadn’t returned a key, I’m still supposed to be paying rent. I didn’t respond to either. I’ve only been over there once or twice to look for the cats I abandoned. The neighbor had the key because she was going to get the dishwasher out. I haven’t been able to move my shed yet either, and the neighbor was putting the cat food in there. The landlord closed it up and put HIS lock on it! So the neighbor was trying to coax the cats over to her house to feed them.
I heard the landlord was going to be out of town for a few weeks, so I went over there on Friday evening Nov 16. I parked at the neighbor’s and started calling the cats. Mama Kitty immediately popped out from under her house but wouldn’t come to me. She looked thinner, of course, but she was overweight anyway so it didn’t hurt much. I kept calling but nobody else came out.
I went over to call under my old house, but nobody came out. I started to walk away and heard a faint “meow?” So I went back and called some more. Kitty Girl came barreling out from under the house and started meowing very loudly. I was so happy to see her! She was thin to start with and now looked even thinner. I felt SO bad. She wouldn’t come to me at first, but then I sat on the steps like I did when I fed them all, and she practically jumped in my lap. I took the two pics below and made a short video of her, and she was very vocal. I sat with her a few minutes and then started walking back to the neighbor’s, wanting her to follow me but she wouldn’t. So I just picked her up and carried her over there. The neighbor said this was the first time she had seen them around since I left. I put the food on the neighbor’s porch. The cats looked suspicious but came in to eat anyway. They both got two cans of food and probably would’ve eaten more if I had put it out. Kitty Girl was very affectionate, but Mama Kitty was still mad at me. I felt very guilty when I left. The cats looked like they wanted to follow me.
I don’t know where Stripey was. She never showed, so I figure she’s either dead or out having kittens somewhere.
I went back that Sunday evening and parked at the neighbor’s again. Kitty Girl came running over from my old house as soon as she saw me. Mama Kitty came out from under the neighbor’s house, and this time she let me get close and give her some love. I went in and got some dry food for them. As I was squatting on the ground to put it in the pan, both cats went behind me like they wanted to run off. I had some food in my right hand and reached around to show them like “Hey, the food’s over here, come over here”. Before I could bring my hand back around, Kitty Girl chomped down on my right ring finger – and wouldn’t let go. I couldn’t stand up because she probably would’ve torn my finger off, so I just had to drag my hand back around with her still on it, and she finally let go. So while they were eating, I was bleeding all over the yard. I ran the water hose over my hand for about 5 minutes and then went in and told the neighbor. She happens to be a former nurse, lucky me. I finally got it to stop bleeding long enough for her to bandage me up. My whole finger had immediately turned black and blue, and I think it would’ve hurt less if I had slammed the car door on it. I’m glad Kitty Girl wasn’t hungry enough to bite through to the bone, but she put some pressure on it for sure. I thought there were only two tooth marks, but later I saw there were three. I’m really glad it wasn’t my thumb. I felt so stupid, and it was totally my fault. It’s healed up pretty good now but still sore on one side. At least it didn’t turn red, and I’d had a tetanus shot when Stripey tore my left hand up back in March.
Sad to say….that wasn’t the “worse” part.
I got off work at lunchtime on Wednesday for Thanksgiving and went back to the neighbor’s house. She said she hadn’t seen any cats for a day or so, but she was still putting food out, and it was being eaten. I stayed awhile and called the cats, but they didn’t come out. I figured they were just out wandering since it was mid-afternoon. I told the neighbor I’d come back later during the weekend.
I had gone to the neighbor’s the back way when I went it, but I went the other way when I left. As soon as I got up to the main road, I saw a dead cat lying a little off the road in front of another neighbor’s house. My heart almost stopped when I realized it was Kitty Girl. I tried to convince myself it wasn’t her, but it was. I moved her further off the road so she wouldn’t get torn up. She had obviously been hit by a car, but the only injury I saw was to the right side of her face. Her body was whole, and there wasn’t even any fur missing. Maybe she had a broken neck. I prayed that whatever happened was instantaneous.
I went back to tell the neighbor. She had been home only about 15 minutes before I got there earlier. She said she had seen something but thought it was a raccoon. So at least Kitty Girl didn’t get killed because she heard me calling and was trying to get to me. That’s what I was thinking before I told the neighbor about her. I had to leave, but I went back a little while later and got Kitty Girl and buried her at my new house.
Back in the summer I was trying to take care of 11 cats and kittens. Now the only ones left are Mama Kitty and Rex fka Kitty Baby. I can’t count Stripey until I find her again….if I find her again.
My poor Kitty Girl! She wasn’t even two years old yet. She was so beautiful. I had her, then I left her, then I found her, then I lost her again. She deserved so much better.
Sorry these pics are so big. I edited but it didn't change.
RIP Kitty Girl. 
I am glad that she was able to reconnect with you before her time was up. The bite was a bad deal & I pray that your finger heals quickly; getting it to bleed out was probably the best thing to keep it clean. I am still praying and sending vibes that your recover Stripey and that Mama Kitty thrives - I am sorry that your colony's numbers have declined; you have been doing so much.
