This boy is an absolute insane boy when it comes to food. Not sure if it’s because he’s legitimately still hungry after what we’re feeding him or if it’s due to his situation; maybe not being properly weaned, competition for food before he was separated from the rest of his family, etc. But he goes absolutely apeshit when I bring the food bowl. Last night as I brought it down and opened the crate, he dashed out, tree-climbed up the side of the crate and did a flying leap at me to hang off the bowl, of course flinging all the food in the process and me getting torn up a bit trying to catch the little idiot.
The wife rescued an orange tabby that showed up hiding under something leaning against the shed. She brought it food and water, and it basically didn't move for a couple of days, looked pretty starving and in rough shape. She got it into a trap, although even then it seemed really happy to get pets and be handled, and took it to the vet. It has a skin condition that was fucking it's paws up, so I guess it got bad enough that he couldn't hunt anymore, and if anyone had been feeding it, they had long since stopped. He may have been someone's outside cat, but not fixed, no chip, and no local missing cat reports. Vet says he's 4ish years old and clean bill of health other than the paws and the starving.Mom's third cat as well as my sister's were both strays that "chose" them and followed them back home. They are both insane foodies, so yeah, I think that's pretty much intrinsic to any cat that's lived on the streets for any significant period of time. Be really careful once he starts getting kitchen privileges; my sister's will try fishing for spaghetti out of a pot of boiling water while the stove is on.
Them ears, though! I don’t think I could do hairless cats, though. They’re just too weird looking.
Them ears, though! I don’t think I could do hairless cats, though. They’re just too weird looking.
Sorry to hear about your doggo, and your year, Cutlery. We put down our lab a couple years ago, one of the toughest things I’ve ever done. I don’t know about your boy/girl, but Joker loved car rides, and even wagged his tail a bit as we got in the car for his last car ride. It broke my heart to see that bit of excitement and energy in him when he knew we were going for a car ride, knowing where we were taking him. But, I just thought I’d mention it since maybe your doggo might like to stick their head out the window one last time.
It’s tough dude, stay strong.
Here’s a picture of Joker, only one I’ve got on this phone. He could be patient with his treats.View attachment 498953