It was a very cold night in March when we got home (about -20C), the kitten was shivering, and was looking at us with those longing “please help me” eyes.
Yeah, those.Shortly after we had to have one put to sleep (he was going to get bronchitis abut monthly until it wore him out, so he spent most days suffering), a large half-siamese kitten appeared in our back yard (after trying the neighbor unsuccessfully).
I ordered the kids not to feed it, but it didn’t go away.
Then one day, it was clearly suffering (wobbly) from starvation,
and it followed me back and forth–as I was mowing the lawn with a gas mower!
So I broke down. (this is the one that fetches–actually fetches bottle caps, as opposed to bringing things back to where he was playing. When he finds one, he’ll drop it at our feet and wait expectantly, then bound after it . . .)
She’s an indoor cat except that we let her out in daylight tied to a very long leash
The one leaning on my arm (and was just sitting on my shoulder in my recliner!) likes going out until too hot or cold, but no leash needed. She’s gonet to the front yard once or twice, but mostly hangs out by my tomatoes. The evil one won’t go out of site of the door, and the one we put down wouldn’t leave the patio, and would dash back in if someone moved to open the door.
The Siamese, however . . . he found us while wandering, presumably after being abandoned somewhere in the neighborhood. And we’re pretty sure he’d hop on the fence, if only out of curiosity (he has an extra dose). He outgrew the harness the girls bought, but siamese are known for, among other things, tolerating leashes . .
hawk