With pregnant kitty girl moving from football size to basket ball size and the temperatures going down to freezing for a few days I decided it was time to bring her in. I’ve already got all the cat stuff I need. I knew she wasn’t going to be really happy about this though. But after watching two dogs chase her and the freezing temperatures we’re going to have for a few days, I decided to just do it.
I’d already put a cat crate on the porch that she was freely going into. So I put a little tuna on a cupcake liner and put it at the back of the crate. She went right in after it, but left her ass hanging out a bit. So I gently shoved until she was in and closed the door. She didn’t go batshit like some feral cats do when you crate them. She didn’t seem concerned at all until I picked it up to carry it inside. I’m sure that was pretty unsettling for her.
I let her out in the little room I had set up for her. She was really upset, but still not climbing the walls upset. She went and found a place to hide under my desk and cried for a bit. I talked to her to try and calm her down, but she wasnt really having it. So I left her alone to get acclimated. I check on her a couple of hours later and she was still under the desk and not all that happy. So of course at this point I’m second guessing my decision. But then I thought about my neighbor talking about the kittens always getting smashed on the road and thought about the cat from the colony I just saw a week ago killed on our street and I think I did the right thing. This way, these kittens won’t be feral, and I can get her fixed and them homes.
This morning I heard her crying from my bed. I went in there and she was under the desk. But there were presents for me in the litter box. Don’t you just love cats? I talked to her for a bit and her cries changed from a little anxious, to normal. Then I heard a rumble. I thought it was an airplane at first, but no, she was purring. Okay, I think she’s starting to get more comfortable. She still hadn’t eaten any food, so I moved the bowl to under the desk so she could get at it without leaving her hidey hole. I’ll leave her alone for a bit more and check on her in a while to see if she ate.