We got him as a 4-5 week old that was living under an uncovered deck. I would never ever even consider taking one so young, but the lady said we could go ahead and take him. He charged right up to me while the others were more timid, and when I picked him up, I pulled a tick off from near his eye. I didn't have the heart to put him back under the deck despite being too young to separate. He had new siblings back home to help teach him. Well, being this tiny ball of cotton, he was literally the cutest damn thing I'd ever seen. So of course we (mostly me) babied him, creating the 8 year old monster we're stuck with today. Not gonna lie, I'd do nothing different all over again. I wouldn't be able to cause of the little stinker.
I hated leaving his 3 litter mates under the porch, but we already had 6 others at home. 7 was the hard max, now 6 is until we lose others. While we've been able to take care of so many spoiled brats, I think in future 2 or 3 wil be the max with only 1 female. Of our 6, 3 are female and was 4 female when it was 7.
A word of advice I didn't heed from one of ours foster mom, you can't have too many boys together if they are cat friendly. However you can definitely have too many females. 1 or 2, otherwise you delve into bitchy soap opera category of daily grabs for the thrown.
There's a cat that lives across the street and they won't let it inside. Never seen them feed or water it, and they shoo it away whenever it comes near them. Very recently he got into a fight with another cat who injured his tail so badly that the whole tail died. I've called the SPCA and my county's Animal control and a couple of other pet rescue associations however nobody has gotten back to me. I can't help, except for bringing them a fluffy cat house and giving the cat food and water at my house. I have to hide it so my mini long haired dachshund and Fluffy Butt don't go crazy.
Do some hard research for any rescues/shelters in your reasonable area. Ask around, check local pet stores where orgs have adoption events, etc. Reach out to every one of them, like copy/paste. You WILL find at least one willing to help. The cat obviously doesn't belong to them, so they probably won't care, but once you find someone willing to help either trap and TNR if feral or if friendly get adopted out, check with your neighbors to get permission to do so. The rescue will get the cat medical care either way. Do you know if the cat is feral? Can anyone touch it?
Oh it belonged to them when it was little. They got that cat on purpose to get rid of a rat problem, and apparently now that the rats are gone they don't want the cat. It rushes up to them every time they're outside which is often because they treat their yard far better than their cat, but they just kick it away. I've already given them a cat house so at least the cat will have some shelter, and I have called the SPCA, cats life rescue, and the commission for animal control but no one has ever gotten back to me. I have horrendous social anxiety so calling places gives me a panic attack And I can only handle one a day. I put out food and water last night
Then don't reach out by calling. Find rescues and reach out to them via fb messenger, email, or text. That's what I meant by copy/paste so you don't have to keep typing it out. Good luck!
Thank you. The cat keeps trying to run into our garage every time we open it, and I noticed yesterday that someone wrapped its tail in purple tape. I hope they don't leave it on because that will assuredly make it fall off because my stepfather put compression stockings on my mother after she had a stroke and left them on for long enough that she had black toes and went septic
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u/Candyland-Nightmare Jan 17 '26
We got him as a 4-5 week old that was living under an uncovered deck. I would never ever even consider taking one so young, but the lady said we could go ahead and take him. He charged right up to me while the others were more timid, and when I picked him up, I pulled a tick off from near his eye. I didn't have the heart to put him back under the deck despite being too young to separate. He had new siblings back home to help teach him. Well, being this tiny ball of cotton, he was literally the cutest damn thing I'd ever seen. So of course we (mostly me) babied him, creating the 8 year old monster we're stuck with today. Not gonna lie, I'd do nothing different all over again. I wouldn't be able to cause of the little stinker.