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Thought I'd come and say Hi after reading a really good blog about socializing feral cats and seeing a link to this place..
I've found a gang of ferals! Or rather...they've found me. They're all about half a year - 9 months old... I know this because I saw them in the front garden of a derelict house the next road up from me with their mum when they were first-born, I called the RSPCA and thought it would all be ok. But they obviously never did anything!!! I assume it's them as these cats are the right age and colourings and coming from the direction of the still derelict house. Gah.
There are at least four surviving young cats... and they're all quite feral. (Two black skinny fluff balls, one tortoise-shell VERY shy girly, and one fluffy whispy ginger and whitey)
They've recently redone most of the gardens around here (mostly housing association owned here, not ours though) so the gardens are now without hedgerows and trees..
Last week I saw the ginger and white fluffy one staring intently at me through the window from our garden, I opened the window and chatted to him, and he didn't go away. He looked SO thin and my heart went out to him. He sat staring really intensely for aaaages (Husband is allergic though so I ummed and ahhed)
I saw him again the next day and thought 'oh sod it!' and crept slowly out with a bowl of tuna (in springwater not brine/pickling stuff!! ) and put it out. He stared at me from under the trampoline (three young kids, eep!) but didn't come any closer. I crept back inside slowly and left him be. He gobbled the lot and ran off.
Yesterday he was back! And this time when I opened the door with a bowl of sardines he ran at me with glee! I was amazed as the other cats run away terrified if you look at them across the street! After about an hour of sitting still next to him and feeding him he...rubbed up against me!! So I stroked him, and he purred, I needed to go back inside because the kids had grown bored of watching us through the window (lol) and he followed me inside!
I left the door open and he kept running out every time he encountered a new thing (child/rotating chair - holy moly!/TV - YIKES!) but he kept on coming back and let each child stroke him... he even let us play with a quickly cobbled together fish-pole toy! But seemed perplexed about it not staying dead and stalked it like an ace lol.
We kinda decided we're going to keep him.. except we had to put him outside in the night as he's a bit...ridden (you know what I mean) and I had nothing to catch him in for the vets and no de-flea/worming provisions/empty room (!) and he hasn't come back today...
Do you think he will?! We've been watching for him all day!
Any tips!? I'm not sure what to do about the other kitties
(PS that's him in my av - he fell asleep on an old sheet and cushion in the kitchen!)
I've found a gang of ferals! Or rather...they've found me. They're all about half a year - 9 months old... I know this because I saw them in the front garden of a derelict house the next road up from me with their mum when they were first-born, I called the RSPCA and thought it would all be ok. But they obviously never did anything!!! I assume it's them as these cats are the right age and colourings and coming from the direction of the still derelict house. Gah.
There are at least four surviving young cats... and they're all quite feral. (Two black skinny fluff balls, one tortoise-shell VERY shy girly, and one fluffy whispy ginger and whitey)
They've recently redone most of the gardens around here (mostly housing association owned here, not ours though) so the gardens are now without hedgerows and trees..
Last week I saw the ginger and white fluffy one staring intently at me through the window from our garden, I opened the window and chatted to him, and he didn't go away. He looked SO thin and my heart went out to him. He sat staring really intensely for aaaages (Husband is allergic though so I ummed and ahhed)
I saw him again the next day and thought 'oh sod it!' and crept slowly out with a bowl of tuna (in springwater not brine/pickling stuff!!
) and put it out. He stared at me from under the trampoline (three young kids, eep!) but didn't come any closer. I crept back inside slowly and left him be. He gobbled the lot and ran off.Yesterday he was back! And this time when I opened the door with a bowl of sardines he ran at me with glee! I was amazed as the other cats run away terrified if you look at them across the street! After about an hour of sitting still next to him and feeding him he...rubbed up against me!! So I stroked him, and he purred, I needed to go back inside because the kids had grown bored of watching us through the window (lol) and he followed me inside!
I left the door open and he kept running out every time he encountered a new thing (child/rotating chair - holy moly!/TV - YIKES!) but he kept on coming back and let each child stroke him... he even let us play with a quickly cobbled together fish-pole toy! But seemed perplexed about it not staying dead and stalked it like an ace lol.
We kinda decided we're going to keep him.. except we had to put him outside in the night as he's a bit...ridden (you know what I mean) and I had nothing to catch him in for the vets and no de-flea/worming provisions/empty room (!) and he hasn't come back today...
Do you think he will?! We've been watching for him all day!
Any tips!? I'm not sure what to do about the other kitties
(PS that's him in my av - he fell asleep on an old sheet and cushion in the kitchen!)
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