Archive for the ‘Cat's Eyes’ Category

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Updated Kitten Confidential! Fostering the best a cat has to offer.

February 13, 2011

It’s been a while. All the kittens have grown, and some have even flown the coop. The last post featured my surprise!kitten, who we started referring to as Miracle Boy and well, the name sort of stuck. As did he, he’s part of the household and not up for adoption. As you can see, he’s a most unusual kitten.

Miracle Boy gazes deep into your soul.

While some of my fosters are friendly and fit right in, others need a bit of socializing. Tommy is a lovely little boy, and has been a great playmate for all the kittens. He loves to play. What he doesn’t love is having human hands reach for him. That freaks him out. However once you’ve got him in your arms (however you manage to get him there), he curls up in a ball and falls asleep. He just goes completely limp. Either he’s giving up or giving in, or he really just loves to be held and cuddled. Hard to say. Until we can overcome his social issues, he lives in the Big Cage, which seems mean, but is really the only way he will learn to completely trust humans and come to rely on them.

Tommy waits in his temporary home for the inevitable "therapy" which consists of hugs and treats.


It’s important that Tommy becomes socialized. We want him to be adoptable because he already has an adopter! That’s right, this scaredy cat managed to get a friend of mine to fall in love with him. Conveniently, she must wait a while to take him home for personal reasons and he must wait to be taken while we work together on his socialization.

As it is, even the most socialized, friendly cat or kitten will need time to get adjusted to a new home. Many times at Anjellicle Cats we process an adoption, only to face disappointed and upset adopters who can’t understand why their new family member is hiding under the bed. Generally, with support from ACR, they feel comfortable waiting until their kitty processes all the newness and learns that oh look! Food. Sometimes problems cannot be overcome and then we will take the cat back, and hope that there is a more suited Forever Home out there. But the goal as a foster, for me, is to turn a cat into the healthiest, happiest, friendliest cat possible, so that they have the best chance at success in their new home. Cat rescue is also customer service, who knew?

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The One Eyed Cat is King

March 31, 2010

One of my earlier fosters was a cat named Orangena. The Animal Care and Control here in New York (aka “the shelter”), often has trouble naming the multitudes of cats that pour through their doors. Orangena is pretty good, all things considered. Usually the names lack creativity and certainly don’t fit the cat.

Indiana's eye could not be saved, but that didn't stop him from quickly becoming leader of the gang.

But what’s in a name? Orangena was soon to be renamed Indiana Jones, just like a lot of cats when the most recent Indiana Jones movie came out. So he was Indy, Jonesy, and according to my husband, Indy-fucking-ana. Because he is, in a word, a character.

Indy had pretty bad conjunctivitis, and his eye was pretty nearly gone when I pulled him out of the shelter. It wasn’t salvageable, but one thing with cats, they can live perfectly good lives with only one eye.

In fact, Indy is the master of the leap. He can get from one high point to another with amazing grace and agility. And the one-eyed factor does not hinder him from being the preeminent Tough Guy around here.

“Indy, get your goons in line!” my husband will shout when the other cats are running amok.

Indy made himself an indispensable member of the household from the start. A troublemaker with a lovable personality. You know the type.

He’s king of the roost. Occasionally, one of the Tortie Alpha Females will call him on his crap, but usually it’s a draw. Indy will take the smack down with grace, but he’ll get his own back, let me tell you.

He’s mouthy. His roar is mighty – a long loud meow that demands attention. He also does a rolling mrrrrrrrrrrrrowp to let everyone know just what’s on his mind.

He likes to sit up on high places and TALK. “Get down off your soapbox,” I tell him.

Indy enjoys his rightful place in the sun.

Basically, he wants attention. So I give him as much as I can, and he shows me his belly. Yeah, he’s the boss, but he knows who has the food.

He’s a good sport, too, just check out the photo of him participating in an adoption event for Anjellicle Cats Rescue on Halloween. He wore that lion hat all day and seemed to actually enjoy it.

Indiana as Lion King for Halloween

This was when I was still operating under the delusion that he’d be adopted out. He knew better, of course. Some of them just know. Some of them think they know, but then they find themselves even happier in their new adoptive home. So it’s a toss-up when I decide to keep one.

I couldn’t imagine parting from Indiana, and I relished his personality and his big persona – so he stayed.