Last Monday's visit, Snowflake gave me much grief trying to get her back into her cage. She has to be the worst cat for socialization! I know none of the cats are too eager to go back to their cages, but this girl put up such a drama: letting out blood-curdling screams, biting, clawing and growling wildly at me when I tried to coax her back to her cage. The joke is, later I saw a couple of ten year old girls petting her in her cage as if there was nothing at all the matter! She lets them pet her, but me, she beats up. Well, she won't be getting let out again by me anytime soon! (nor anyone else most likely after that incident)
I wanted to get Snowflake back to her cage so I could start walking the FIV's. I started with Ginger as he is used to coming out of his cage, onto a perch and letting me snap a harness on him. He is so gigantic, this helps as it hurts my shoulder to lift him! He is eager to get out of the cage even if it means a harness. So we went to the window perch so he could look out for a bit. He is ok with it. He was casually lounging looking out the window when an older man came up to us. We were talking about how the cats like the fresh air. He mentioned he had ~7 acres where the cats could roam. Sounds like a good idea until he mentioned that there are strays there and he doesn't mind if they reproduce as he likes kittens! *Sigh* everything the shelter is trying to prevent. Why is he here? Doesn't he have enough cats? As much as I want Ginger to get adopted, this guy isn't making the cut! I can't believe someone would actually come in a shelter and say things like that! Besides, Ginger has to be isolated from other non-FIV+ cats. Well, I politely removed us from the window perch and walked Ginger in the auditorium. Though it was more like a lay-in. Its more like I have to push and prod him to walk. After ~ 15 minutes of trying, I gave up and carried all of him to his cage. He bit my glove and wouldn't let go of it, when I dumped him in the cage! Is he trying to tell me something?
The rest of the FIVs were behaved as usual for their play time, minus of course, Miss Ellie, who was still in clinic for an infection. I asked a staff member to let me see her, and with a little bit of finagling, I got to see her.
I acted excited to see her,
"Hi Miss Ellie, your my baby, you missed play time today!"
To my very big surprise, she reached her paw through the cage to touch me! This coming from a cat that has more than once sliced me up and hissed at me! I was touched. Never in my life would I have thought she would warm up to me. On that note, I felt that all my efforts with these cats ARE making a difference.
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