I had barely gotten home from taking three cats over to be fixed yesterday when I got a message.
This was from a young woman seeking help for kittens under her apartments, with wild mom, born there as a stray herself a few years back.
She sent me this photo she had taken of the kittens.
I told her I'd be over after I picked up the cats in Corvallis and delivered them back to their people.
I took over a drop trap and kitten traps but the kittens never came out from under the building. I sat in a chair, a distance from the area, but where I could see to pull the drop trap string if the kittens came out and went under it. They never did. Mom cat, a beautiful long hair torti, did come and she was very hungry. She ate without any concern under the drop trap. By this time, I had appointments to get her fixed next Tuesday. Plus two more adults.
Also, a radpets employee offered to foster the kittens once caught.
I took up the drop trap and left them the kitten traps. I showed them how to set them.
This morning I went over again with the drop trap and both the mom and a big buff male ate under it.
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| Big buff boy |
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| The mom |
It was cold this morning. I'd forgotten to bring a coat. I finally left about noon. The women told me the kittens usually came out when the sun came out. I hope the sun would make an appearance.
My former neighbor showed up later on, in her driveway, along with the property manager. I walked over to say hello. She asked if I wanted to go to Costco. Yes, I said.
The property manager was inspecting her former place, for her to get the deposit returned. He came out and asked about the pet door insert with dog door out back, if she wanted that and if she was going to take it. She said no, and I piped up I'd take it, for my cats for the sliding door between garage cat room and cat yard. He and I fiddled with it til finally we got it removed. I took it home and installed it in about two minutes in the back patio from garage cat room to cat yard. I hope my fat cats like it. It's bigger than the other cat door.
Then I went to Costco with the neighbor. We somehow lost each other and I ended up "trying out" a zero gravity lawn chair in the camping section for quite some time. Man alive, was that ever comfortable!
My Costco roaming former neighbor was not answering my texts as to where she was. She finally showed up in the food court and we both got mocha freezes. We like going to Costco, or used to, just for those. I know about her and Costco. What she says will be a quick in and out, will turn into hours. She loves roaming those isles. Confession: I do too.
She took me back home and the kitten women texted she had caught two of the five kittens in the kitten traps. I went over with a scale, a flea comb, a warming frisbee and advice since they want to foster them til all are caught. They are just under one lb. and just over one lb. So about five weeks old. Perfect taming age. Already very handlable.
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| Aren't they darling |
Their saviors are off to Petco to get whatever needed to foster them.
I have no doubt they'll get the other three caught. Mom and the buff adult male, I hope to catch both on Monday to be fixed Tuesday.
So goes the kitten saga. Nice folks over there. Have been there before for cats years ago.
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