She is not black, she is a beautiful mackeral tabby. I do not know why the people who “found” her told me she was black.

She is quite young, she is very shy and very cat aggressive. I called the people back who gave her to us last night. This time, I spoke to the wife. She informs me that they have had her for five months! Her husband told Mike they just “found” her wandering around the campground. She has not eaten (I suspect she must be ill) or she couldn’t tolerate their orange male any longer (he is a bully) which is why they gave her up. But at any rate, she is upstairs hiding under the futon. That futon has offered many a scared kitty refuge from the craziness that occurs in this home at times.

She arrived late last night, and she is skinnier than she should be. I dewormed her and de-flead her. I also just gave her an appetite stimulant because I need her to eat. If she doesn’t respond to the medication by tomorrow night, then I will take her to the vet for a check-up.

I am calling her Hope in the hopes that I can find her a good, loving home and I hope she isn’t bringing in anything nasty with her right now. These people who “found” her did this to me sometime ago with Charlie and 24 hours later we were $1,000.00 invested in this “found” kitty. So I smell a rat. There is no reason for her to be so rail skinny. The wife says she only eats Kit -N-Kaboodle (ugh) Mike has gone to the store for me to get some. I am sick with a cold today and trying very hard to doctor it without it going into bronchitis again.