Three weeks ago we had a wind storm that blew open our door from the house to the garage. It was quite a while before I felt a cold breeze and found the door open with all 4 cats in the garage. Jasper (the tuxedo cat) was watching Vanilla (our beige tabby) rummage in the garage food bag. Izzy (calico) was meowing as if telling on the others, but Mama was missing.
For those that don’t know Oli is our feral cat and extremely skittish. She usually runs the other way when you open a door but Vanilla is her special baby, and she’ll follow him out and fuss at him until he come back inside.
This time Oli could not be found. I hurriedly herded the cats into the house and went on the search for Princess Feral Kitty, nothing. I had an appointment in town and as I was pulling out of the driveway saw her running under a pine tree. I tried to catch her but her skittishness just made her run.
One night I saw her looking in and meowing at the slider. I went to let her in but she was spooked. We set a live trap out to catch her but nothing. We saw her in the yard a few times so we moved the live trap. I just want to say we caught a different cat almost daily but not her, and I had no idea how many feral cats were roaming the neighborhood.
Needless to say last Friday it was raining and I heard her crying under our bedroom window. She had been missing 2 weeks at this time. My boys ran to the slider and put out a trail of cat treats that lead into the house and we got her!
To say I had been worried and upset is an understatement. My husband said maybe she wanted to stay outside. After getting her back, she definitely doesn’t want to be an outdoor cat. If I open the slider she’s running the other way. She cried for days and was snuggly. She’s never been snuggly. She has crawled into laps and even let us holder her as she cried. I think she missed us as much as we missed her.
The other cats though, weren’t so welcoming. When one gets out or goes to the vet they all hiss at that poor cat. Oli adores her boy Vanilla who is the runt and very slow mentally, but when he growled and hissed she literally clobbered him (Go Mama!). Now after a few days the house of cats is starting to settle down and the normal cat life has fallen into place. I’m counting each of our 4 blessings.