The two new cats are quite an enigma. Both can turn into whirling dirvishes at a moment’s notice and as they get more comfortable in their new surroundings, more puzzling behaviors emerge. I am not sure what is actually going on but the girl, Sheba is a constant growler. Whether I am petting her, feeding her or playing with her, there is a low rumble coming from her at all times and it isn’t purring! I don’t know whether to be worried or amused.
I am on a quest to find a dry food they both will eat. They were being fed Blue Buffalo but they won’t touch it now. They nibble a bit of Newman’s own- and some fancy feast, but they won’t go near BB. I went out and bought every cat food I could find (small bags) and we will start the process of elimination today to find out which brand they like best.
I am so much better at figuring out the needs of strays left in the world, then owner-surrendered kitties who have been dealing with a lot of stress and emotional upheaval from their owner in the recent past. I will just keep trying.
I heard from their owner yesterday, she has found a room to rent that she can “almost” afford, but she really doesn’t want to move into a shelter and says this is a better deal. Her one job will make the rent, she just won’t have anything left over and so she is still looking for a second job and no, she can’t have her cats right now. Not allowed and she can’t afford to feed and care for them. But for her, it is a step in the right direction.
On the Google front, she is fine until she gets out of her cage for exercise and fun and gets into the other cats’ food and then we have a mess going on. I have put her (with apologies) into her own room so she can run around- but she needs interaction which I can’t always provide. But she has gained another 1/2 of pound so something is working.
Cyclone is enjoying his new pad- he likes to lay on the porch and got so disgruntled yesterday, when I picked him up and brought him back inside and closed off his access to his pad. We had heavy thunderstorms and I didn’t want him to be hit by lightning. All that wire around him, it just wasn’t worth taking a chance.
I’m afraid that the “hurricanes” will just take a lot of patience and time. They look a lot like Russian Blues and that breed is notoriously picky about who they warm up to. Poor babies are used to their home and just have no idea what is going on. Hope it all goes well and they warm up to you soon.