Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Karen Jo: His name is Spyro ( Spear-o) and he is around one year old. He tested positive for feline leukemia and I am the only one listed with the Friends of the Shelter who is willing to take in FeLV+ cats. This is the first picture I could get of him, because he rarely stops moving. He is listening to Herman talking just outside the door. I got him home about 4:00 yesterday and by 10:30 this morning he was ready to explore the house. I won't say that he and Herman have hit it off, but there has been only a little soft hissing, mostly from Spyro. Herman sometimes tries to tap him with his paw as Spyro runs by, but it isn't a serious attempt at a whap. Herman and Emma used to play this game.
Spyro: Hey! I wanna tell my story.
Karen Jo: Go ahead, Spyro.
Spyro: First I lived with some people. They were nice to me, but one day they took me to this place and left me there. I got put in a cage and poked and prodded and stabbed with needles and put to sleep and got a sore bottom. Then I had to stay in that stupid cage forever and ever.
Karen Jo: It was a little less than a month, Spyro. They wanted to keep you long enough to get your boosters and completely heal from getting fixed. Your first people never took you to a vet, so you had to get all your kitten shots.
Spyro: Then this lady came and petted me and picked me up and put me in a cage on wheels and took me outside. That was interesting, but I was tired of being in a cage, so I tried to push out the window thingy. That didn't work, so I settled down and enjoyed the ride. Pretty soon we went through a door and into a house and into a big room. There was a great, big kitty in that room and he reared up to look at me. I backed away from him, but I wasn't scairt of him. The lady picked me up out of the cage on wheels and took me into a little room with food and water and a litter box and furniture and a high window I could look out of. It was cool. I was a little shy of the lady, but she went away and left me all alone. I didn't like that. Later she came back and sat down on some furniture and I jumped up and checked out her lap. It was nice and warm and squishy. I got lots of petting. Then she went away again, but kept coming back every once in a while. After it got dark, she went away for quite a while, but came back with more food. Then she went away for a very long time. Once it got light again, I heard her moving around so I meowed and meowed and she came and fed me again and petted me a little and went away again for a long time. I wanted out. When she finally came in again, that big kitty followed her in and I darted around and ran out. This is a big house with lots of rooms and lots of toys.
Karen Jo: I really hope that you do, Spyro. There isn't the huge size difference between Spyro and Herman that here was between Emma and Herman. Spyro is wary of Herman, but isn't afraid of him. I saw them lying on the living room carpet only about a foot apart just a little while ago. Spyro has already discovered that he can go places that Herman can't. Herman chased Spyro down the hall and Spyro spent some time under my bed, but he was out again within an hour. I hope to get a picture of Spyro's face soon, but he just moves around so much that I haven't been able to yet.
So he is going to stay. I guess I can get used to him in time.
Karen Jo: You can't fool me, Herman. You are just as excited as I am to have a new kitty in the house. You wanted to meet him up close as soon as he came in the house.
Yeah, I did. I think he will be fun to chase. We might even become friends.