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| Claire |
This is Claire. She was in our woodpile when it was below zero and the creek was frozen a few weeks ago. She was eating the bread I'd left for the raccoons for its moisture content, by-passing the dry cat food. She was dehydrated and famished (a big black tom was thinking he got first choice at the food - not sure the raccoons were getting any of it, but they always manage). It took a couple of days to catch her. Once inside a warm house with some decent food, she showed that she was gently raised, affectionate, and has good toilet habits. Someone had dumped her - city folk think cats will do just fine out in the country. Not true.
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| Pepper and Claire |
Claire and Pepper get along well. But we have to keep her in Jay's office (especially since she was recently spayed), because Geordie
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| Geordie |
furiously attacks her, intent on driving her from his home. He is so big with long sharp claws and big teeth, with fur like armor. She is so small. I doubt she's fully-grown.
How did such a cute little fellow
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| Geordie as kitten |
become such a bully and ruffian?
Harry, our 16 year-old, just stares at her through the open doorway and goes on his way. Sleep is his priority.
I'm sure it will eventually work out -- in the spring.
I thoroughly enjoyed this post. So glad Claire found you! It makes me crazy when people drop their cats off in the country. Geordie is a handsome piece of work--hope he comes around. And Harry is 16! He's got the right idea, all cozy in the blanket.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jen. I can hardly wait for spring to see if she's a born hunter - she'll have to work off some of the weight she's gaining. Can't stop eating.
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