This morning, two of my regular barn cats aren’t showing up for food, but three unfamiliar cats are now in the yard. I have checked all the roads nearby knowing the fear of the noise, the smell can sometimes drive cats into the road where they get hit. I did find a family of coons 🙁 I moved them out of the way and said a prayer for the family of four.
There are two large black cats (fluffy and they look like they are pampered) a mackerel tabby with a striking black streak down the back and a dirty white kitten who just looks terrified. Looks like she rolled in the mud. I brought her inside and she has had a bath and is hanging out with the kittens in the bedroom. The other adult cats are keeping their distance.
It was crazy noisy last night. Brandi was hiding in the shower- she hates loud noises but all the other cats besides Stalker and Axle are doing okay. I might have found a home for Gypsy- will know later tomorrow if it is a go. I hope so, she just misses her people so much and our sanctuary is not good for her. Some cats just can’t adapt. It’s one thing to ask a stray cat to adapt to this outdoor enclosure with all the other cats running around, but owner surrenders have a harder time, because they are used to being indoors and being loved on. I am really going to try and find her a good, loving home if this one home doesn’t pan out.
The fireworks on Canada Day were tough on all my beasts, except for Tungsten, who fears nothing. The boys hopped on to the bed with me – I’d gone to bed early, forgetting about the display – and stayed with me, not going under the bed. That’s an improvement for my brave lads.
It’s always hard on cats ands dogs on such holidays. I know fireworks are fun but I can live without them.