|Buddy Photo: Laura|
|Theo Photo: Laura|
A quick update on Oliver's family. They are back resting in their traps in the basement. They are all quite freaked out about everything, which considering everything they have been through is quite understandable.
The vet, by evaluating the wear of their teeth, thinks they are all around 1½ to 2 years old. Two males and one female. So, now I'm all confused as to how they are related to Oliver. They all look the same, I suppose Oliver could still be their papa. From what Sue said, the cat I called Mama Kitty is really a boy kitty! Yikes! I apologized to him but I don't think he was interesting in hearing anything I had to say. I'm still wanting to verify with my own eyes who is the female out of the lot (by looking to see which one is shaved for the spay) and Sue wasn't quite sure who was who in the end.
The female had to have some baby teeth extracted. They all got their vaccines, flea treatment and everyone appeared to be in overall good health.
Sue confirmed that all three cats are definitely feral and wanted nothing to do with any human. At least now I have confirmation that I didn't snatch up someone's family of black house-cats!
Thanks everyone for the encouraging comments, it was delightful to read your reassuring words throughout the day as I worried about how the ferals were doing. I still feel thrilled at how the trapping endeavor went down - it was a crazy adrenalin rush. It has been a long day, I'm exhausted and after trying to change the bedding in the traps and seeing how freaked out the ferals are, I'm trying to remind myself of the positive long-term outcome of all their suffering. There are three less fertile cats in my neighborhood, which is a very good thing.
Sue thought maybe the kittens I saw awhile back are still out there! Maybe there are more TNR adventures yet to be had for me. Something to look forward to.
Someone asked who the Crooked Tail Kitty is. Crooked Tail kitty is one of the roaming neighborhood cats. I think he might actually have a home because he is never that interested in the food. He checks out what is being served but never eats much of it. He got his name because he has a kink in his tail.