Monday, November 30, 2009

THIS is Why

I carry catfood (and nuts, water, chick feed, cracked corn, towels, plastic bowls, a net, thick gloves and various sized carriers) in my car...

I took my first few boxes of gifts to be mailed off to the post office and when I came out I saw two furry but a bit raggedy cats. Couldn't tell if they were emaciated because they were long haired. I assumed they were feral because they looked quite scared and dodgy, though when I approached them holding a handful of dry cat food they looked at me, wheels turning as to whether or not they could trust it. I figure that spelled hunger. So I got as small as I could and moved very slowly, holding out my palm. When I got too close, both scampered behind the fence but didn't run away. They were too interested in what I might have. I quickly poured the food onto the ground (then was upset with myself that I didn't do it where they could be more hidden while eating), and backed away.

The white cat came more easily but both took a few bites. Meanwhile I searched my trunk for anything that I could put a little fresh water in, since they might be parched after the dry, salty meow mix. When I brought a little blue bowl over with water, the black one leapt up on the fence post mostly hidden behind a wall of leaves. It took a long time before he came down.


I watched until the black one came down, though he stayed quite jumpy the entire time he ate. I took a movie of him jumping down and eating and looking nervously around while the white one sat nearby, licking it's chops and looking satiated. But it won't load -- tried it several times. So for now, a few pictures of the same scene.
I admit, I had many things to do but I sat in my car until they were done. I was parked right in front of them so I could shield them from anyone else coming along before they could eat. Had y been able to view the movie-that-wouldn't-load, you'd see that the white one is more relaxed, compared to the black one who stopped, looked up and around every few seconds. They both sniffed the blue bowl several times, but weren't interested in drinking. But it's there in case they needed to go back to it when I was gone. There was enough food for a second meal, which I hope they got in before the rain came in torrents last night.

6 comments:

ellen abbott said...

They look pretty young. Maybe not full grown. Cute kitties. Bless you for caring.

Anonymous said...

I am so glad you had your camera with you, too, Syd ! Great story. I wonder how many of the people who buy you gifts know that an animal rescue kit for your car trunk is what you might appreciate more than some other things. Although, you already have that, it sounds like, as well as a good eye at spotting animals in need.

bindu said...

My two cats were feral, and though they've been with us for 5 years now, one of them is still very jumpy and scared. You did a good thing there!

Rockwrites said...

AH Ellen -- didn't think about them being babies... maybe they would have been more interested in the blue bowl if it had milk in it. Cats can still drink milk in those first 9 months or so right?

Siz, Its funny, when my MIL asked for a list of things, and I put more on there because it would give my husband ideas to tell his kids, I almost put down any bags of dry catfood that are broken and in the sale bins at the grocery store... I figured that's not a "good" gift idea. I also asked for Twilight so I can check it out, but suggested I'd be happy with one that was used. They must think I'm a nut.

Bindu! SO great to be hearing from you lately. Your blog just won't load on my Dash, and neither would Sizzies, so I can't see what you're posting lately. I will go pay you a visit the old way... we didn't have Dash/Following over a year ago right? I love the pics of your kitties you've posted. I bet they are happy you found them!

miss kilpy said...

How sweet of you and clever to carry a "kit" in your car. It's really not good to give cats milk as it gives them diarrhea. Wonder how that started? The black and white one reminded my of my ol' dearly departed Moose. Thanks for sharing.

Strayer said...

I'd be trapping them, getting them fixed, but that's me. I'm obsessive on the subject.