“Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”
― Mary Oliver
I haven’t shared much about Annie lately…thought some of you might like an update. For newer folks here, Annie was a very sick feral kitten that I captured and nursed from the edge of the grave back to health over four months. By then it was too late to return her to her colony, so she joined our house full of cats. Having been captured as a kitten of about seven months she is still fairly shy of people, but she loves the cats in the house and is content with her life I think.
We’ve had Annie about fifteen months now, and she has made a bit of progress toward trusting us. Not a lot, but she does the best she can. She is curious about us mostly, and she hangs out to watch us. Very occasionally she allows some light petting. She watches other cats climb in our laps and come to be pet and I think she wants to try it, but she lacks the courage still. We can wait.
In the meantime she is very healthy and active. A little too active sometimes for our largely-senior population! Every once in a while we hear a “correction” being administered by one of the older cats.
Like all formerly-feral cats, Annie is always ready to eat. Having spent her formative months hoping and fighting for food, she never turns down a meal or a snack.
(All of our cats get snacks occasionally on the breakfast bar and chairs so the dogs can’t join in.)
If she were outside still I have no doubt that Annie would be an extraordinary hunter. Her prey instinct remains strong.
When her brothers and sisters are lucky, she targets a toy instead of them. She has loved toys since one of our cats, Thomas, introduced her to them when she was first here and so sick. She still lives to play with anything moving, and that’s the easiest way for me, as a person, to interact with her. She would play from one end of the day to the other given a chance.
We’ve never brought such a feral kitty into the house before, and we’ve had much to learn over the last 15 months or so. I’m told it takes a long time for these little ones to trust two-legged creatures, and I’m here to say that’s true. If you’re looking for a snuggly kitty, don’t go for a feral cat! But she is warming up slowly, and getting closer each month, so there is hope. I doubt she’ll ever be a snuggler, though you never know. My goal for her is less lofty: I’d like to be able to actually put her in a cat carrier for her annual vet appointment this August rather than having to trap her! We’ll see…