A few days ago, we trapped the grey tabby. He’s dubbed ‘Storm’ since he was out in the… well, you know.
The poor little (not so little) guy was distressed to be in the trap, but he was clearly very hungry because he went in not once, but twice in the same morning to get a meal. You saw from the video in my last post that he is very skittish and nervous.
When he got to our basement, he transformed to happy and calm to leave the trap. He ignored the water, food and litter and hid in a corner. That is so typical for any kitty facing a ‘shock’ of a new situation. He ate, probably drank, and used the litter box while we were not there so I was not worried about him. We left him there… for almost 24 hours – visiting sometimes to just chat with him in reassuring tones. My spouse (braver than I since my Oscar bite last year) reached out and petted him. He reached his head up to be petted – sweet yet timid.
He was still shy at the 24-hr mark when I sat with him. He was so cute … meowing at me but not coming out of his little cubby. He was wedged between the wall and the shelves… a width of about 6 inches. He turned his head to face the wall at one point – nerves taking hold. I backed off. At about 32 hrs, we both went in to visit him and gave him a smelly treat. The floodgates opened and he came out of the cubby and was suddenly our best friend. Okay – so he loves getting treats! He wanted to be petted nose to tail, meowed, head-butted us, and otherwise tried to make sure we loved him.
It’s hard not to love a cat who is so sweet-tempered.
The next day, my spouse found it easy to get him into a carrier and take him to our local Animal Services Municipal shelter. They have a microchip reader there and they are about 20min away. They checked our new friend Storm and said he didn’t have a microchip and they confirmed that he is a fixed male and he is very friendly to handling.
After speaking to the people there, J was sure that he would be in good hands with good resources if we left him with them. They posted him on their ‘found pets’ page the same day. They don’t have a lot of animals at this time and they would give him his deworming and shots and keep him in quarantine for a week. In that time, hopefully his owner would come forward. If the owner is not found, they will support his adoption after the holidays.
It feels weird that I didn’t get to say goodbye and am not taking full responsibility for him, but we are welcome to visit and also to call to see how he’s doing. So on the home front, we’ve posted his photo to a few different websites and pages we think owners of a local lost pet would look. The one lead we had before trapping him was not his owner – so we sent that person links to other similar cats who have been found. We’ve got our fingers firmly crossed for charming Storm. We know he is just too handsome, friendly and gentle to remain ‘lost’ for long. We will monitor and make sure he gets to a forever home.
We called Animal Services to see how Storm was and they said that the owner had claimed him. We asked but they can’t give us details of where he lives but it’s not far from our home. Clearly they let him outside regularly without a microchip or collar. I suppose they don’t care that he crosses a street, hangs out at the woods (which has coyotes in winter), is hungry enough to eat the food that I put out for my stray who is in desperate need of that nutrition. Oh – and I’ve seen a grey cat out in -20C weather a number of times – probably him. Some people are idiots (I could say a lot of @$%@#% about this). If I trap him again, he’s not going back.