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Posts Tagged ‘adoption’
Monday, November 2nd, 2009
Red and Sandy have been in their new home a little over a week. They were running around with their tails high in the air about 15 minutes after they arrived. Hard to believe they were ever feral. They tie for the “Most Devoted Lap Cat”. Their new mom and dad forwarded some cute pictures today taken on Halloween. Orange tabby kittens with big pumpkins! (I’ll post them as soon as I remember how to do it.)
Center of their universe. Right where they belong. :-)
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Sunday, November 1st, 2009
Most rescues I know of, and many shelters, spend the month of October pretending black cats don’t exist. Within the animal welfare community, stories abound of cats, especially black ones, being abused at Halloween. I don’t have any first-hand knowledge of this happening so I looked it up on Snopes to see what they had to say. I liked, and appreciated, the way the article ended: ”the evidence of such events is inconclusive, but any policy that protects pets from abuse is well to be supported.”
So.
Then, why did we feature black cats at our Adoption Fair on Saturday, October 31st?
Well, first of all, we don’t do same-day adoptions, so any cat adopted from that event would not go home that day. Second, we do pretty thorough screening (hence the no-same-day-adoption.) Third, black cats are wonderful cats, but for some reason are among the last to be adopted. And, most of all - black cats are inextricably tied to Halloween and it’s time to reclaim and redeem that association!
Thus, we had a Black Tie and Tails event for Halloween!
Our wonderful host store, Bowlicious, is located in the Stanford Shopping Center, which is a very upscale outdoor “mall.” The management hosts many Center-wide special events throughout the year, including Trick-or-Treat at Halloween! Cats and candy - what more could you want?
Check out the purr-fect balloon! It attracted a lot of attention, and brought some folks into the store that might not have noticed otherwise.

We had some of our beautiful and wonderful black and tuxedo cats on hand to greet the kids after they’d grabbed their candy. Here they are watching the activity just outside the window. The store (wisely) handed the candy out while standing on the sidewalk. (L -> R: Mittens, Patches, Munchie, and on the other side of the towel, Blaze was snoozing. Muchie and Blaze are just getting acquainted, hence the towel “wall” between them.)

And, on the other side, Tank and DJ on the bottom, with Susie and Shadow (snoozing in the blue cube) on top.

Here come the kids! Cheryl (store owner) is ready to hand out candy to the kids, while Nicole, Whiskey and Tini wait to greet the four-legged trick-or-treaters!

Here they are, waiting patiently. Aren’t they cute? (and tolerant!)

And check out this cutie (didn’t get his name, but he had one of the best costumes!

Susie is watching the trick-or-treaters out the window.

Munchie looks away from the window, “Can we go home now?”

You can meet some of our wonderful black cats by visiting us at the store. Check out our home page to see when we’ll be there. While you are on the site - check out the Adoption Gallery and see who is looking for their forever home.
And, I can’t finish without doing a shout-out to a special friend. This is Kindle, who lives up near Seattle with his devoted human slave. Kindle had a rough summer health-wise, and we’re all thrilled he is still here to celebrate Halloween!

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Saturday, August 29th, 2009
“I just adopted a new cat. I already have a cat. How do I introduce them?”
That is the second most frequently asked question I field. (The first involves litter boxes, but that’ll be the subject of another post. Or two.)
So, to answer the question, let me give you a real-life example of how NOT to do it.
Several years ago we adopted a 2-3 year old neutered male cat named Socks to a home that already had a 2-3 year old neutered male cat. The resident cat, Charlie, had been living with his brother who had recently died from a heart defect. Charlie was lonely so his mom wanted a companion for him. The day came for Socks to be delivered to Charlie’s home. His foster mom was new to rescue so I needed to be there for this first “delivery” to get the paperwork done and answer any questions. I arrived two minutes after Socks and his foster mom. The first thing I noticed was his crate door was already open.
“Where is Socks?” I asked.
“Under the bed” was the answer.
“Um… Ok. Where is Charlie?”
“He’s under the bed too.”
“Is it okay if I go have a look at them?”
Permission granted, I went into the bedroom, got down on the floor and peered under the bed. Peering back at me were two sets of HUGE eyes stationed about a foot apart.
No growling or hissing. Neither of them came out during the time we went over the contract and medical report and got all the questions asked and answered. Just before I left I peered under the bed again. Two HUGE sets of eyes peered back at me. They hadn’t moved.
I was a little worried about upsetting them and provoking a fight if I tried to get either of them out, so after reminding her not to put anything she valued between them (like a hand or foot) if they fought, I headed on home. She was an experienced cat owner, and I knew she’d handle it okay if things got, um, interesting.
I got a call two days later. They spent the first night hiding, and apparently bonding, under the bed; the second night was spent piled on her in bed after a full day of play.
This is the result you want. This is ordinarily not the best way to get it.
I’m going to describe a safer way to do this, but first I’m going to tell you what to do if things go wrong and a fight breaks out.
First of all, you really want to avoid a fight. They are noisy and messy and can lead to expensive vet bills. They can also lead to lasting animosity. So the whole point of the gradual introduction is to ensure they don’t spend their lives as sparring partners.
When the newbie first arrives, set him up in his own room. A spare bedroom or bathroom works well. When cats are nervous they like to hide in small places so don’t feel you are being mean by putting him in one room. Newbie will walk around and explore the room, and rub against everything to “mark” it as “inspected and approved.” And, “MINE.”
Meanwhile Resident Cat will smell Newbie, and may hang around the door in order to get a look - or maybe a shot - at Newbie. Resident cat may be irritated and make his/her displeasure known. Don’t worry about it. Just make sure they can’t get at each other while this phase is going on. It’s a good idea to have a squirt bottle handy near the door in case someone darts in or out. I’ve found you can’t out-quick a cat. I’ve also found that water falling from the sky can get their attention, even in the middle of mayhem. Another necessary piece of “safety equipment” is to have a large towel nearby. Large, like a beach towel. If they get to each other and start to rumble, use the water to separate them, and then the towel to guide one of them back into their room. Use it like a curtain to “encourage” the wayward cat back to where s/he belongs.
Never, never, never pick up a cat who is in the middle of, or has just been in a fight. If they are still amp’d up, you will find out the hard way that cat bites are both painful and dangerous. If you get a bad bite (puncture or tearing) it is very important to get antibiotics started within the first 90 minutes (we call it the “magic 90″) or you may be chasing a train that has left the station. A bad cat bite is very, well, bad.
Okay - enough of the bad stuff. Let’s go back to our soon-to-be-best-friends. Newbie has established himself in his little room. Resident Cat (RC) has grown bored with pacing in front of the door to Newbie’s room. Now you switch them. RC gets locked into the room while Newbie gets to explore the house. The point of this is to get them used to each other’s smell, as well as give Newbie a chance to get the “lay of the land.” You can do this room switch thing any number of times. Give them at least a day in each side before swapping them. Again, you are looking for relaxed cats verging on boredom.
Now, let’s liven it up. Put Newbie in a large crate and put the crate in the middle of the living room while you are hanging out in the room. (or the kitchen, or wherever you spend a lot of time.) RC gets to walk around the crate and see the newcomer. This is their first chance at seeing each other. There may be a bit of growling, and there almost certainly will be some hissing. This is no big deal. However, if someone gets really upset - you’ll know it by the blood curdling death scream - or the crate will start bouncing around the room - then a hasty retreat is in order. Make sure Newbie is IN the crate before it’s brought into the living room/kitchen, and don’t let him out until it’s back in it’s room and calmed back down. Most of the time there is some nose-sniffing through the grill followed by a hiss or two and them nothing. If this is the case, you can just leave Newbie in the crate out there for a hour or more. Otherwise, short and sweet. Eventually they will either ignore each other, or they will chirr and sniff and “flirt” with each other.
When either of those responses are the norm, then switch. RC goes into the crate, then let Newbie out of the room for a walkabout while RC sees this new kid checking out the place. Use the same behavioral guidelines.
Once they are totally bored - or totally in love - with each other you can let them mingle, under supervision, with squirt bottle and towel handy. If all goes well, then congratulations - you have successfully integrated two cats!
Each stage can take an hour or a week or longer. Give it time - it’s worth taking it slow because it’s very difficult to undo the animosity that a fight can provoke.
I’m also asked if gender makes a difference. The short answer is no. The little bit longer answer is, maybe. Cats are a matriarchal society. As such, the female holds the territory. If you have an adult female, you may have more difficulty integrating another cat, and another female might be incrementally more challenging. Pay attention to the italics - may and might. It really depends on the personalities of the individual cats.
It is always easier to integrate kittens, and easiest of all to just send them out in pairs nwhen they are originally adopted out.
One of our adopters had two older (10-12 years) cats, a brother and sister. She had previously added one more male cat, now 4. The older cats did NOT want to play with this younger guy. So, she adopted an 8 month old from us. A few weeks later she came back and got one of his brothers. A few weeks after that she called me.
“I would have never
believed 5 cats could be less work than 4, or even 3! But, it’s true. Boss Tenaka and Johnny Mo play with each other, and the 4 year old. But, when he gets tired and wants to nap, they still have each other to keep going. It’s wonderful!”
“How are your older guys taking it?”
“Oh, they just stay out of the way. I think they are relieved they don’t have to play with anyone!”
That is a successful integration. Everyone is happy.
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Monday, August 3rd, 2009
Wow, it is hard to believe three weeks have passed by since that last post! Summer is definitely busy season for cat rescue! After a very s-l-o-w start things are starting to pick up. We’ve adopted 6 cats in the past few weeks: 4 kittens and 2 adults! We’re getting a lot of visitors to our Adoption Fairs, and we’re really enjoying meeting and talking with other animal lovers.
We’re still looking for people willing to foster since we’re still turning cats down on a regular basis. The next two months require the biggest push. The “spring” kittens that are still out there on the streets, and the second round of kittens are just being born. Kittens born in late summer tend to have more problems. Their moms have already put out one litter and may not be as strong. Fleas are more of a problem, with young kittens being extremely vulnerable to the little bloodsuckers. Last fall we pulled two kittens from a colony - Samson and Simona - who were nearly dead. After some significant vet and nursing care, they are robust, healthy cats now, and will be the subject of a future post.
August is vacation time for everyone but those in cat rescue. Shelters, rescues, all of us need your help! Even a couple hours a week volunteering at your local municipal shelter playing with cats and keeping them happy and healthy will DIRECTLY save lives. Cats don’t do well long-term in cages, so even if your local shelter is “no kill” - the cats need attention and love to keep them happy and showing well for adoption.
Some other ways to help that don’t involve directly caring for (fostering) animals:
- Put up posters to advertise your local rescue’s adoption fairs (c’mon, you’re stopping in at Starbucks or Peets anyway - take an extra second while that latte is being prepared to tack up a poster)
- Update the rescue/shelter’s website/Petfinder/Adopt-A-Pet pages with available animals. This is a GREAT opportunity for someone who is even minimally computer proficient. These sites are set up for animal lovers to maintain, not software engineers! If you like to write, a compelling story can draw attention to a pet who would otherwise be overlooked. If you don’t fancy yourself a writer-wannabe, even loading the pictures and basic information can get a pet in front of many more eyes that would occur in person at a shelter or adoption fair. And, - bonus points - you can do it while watching TV…or sitting in Starbucks/Peets air-conditioning drinking your Mocha/Freddo/Frappachino!
- Transport. Rescues are moving animals around all the time. Picking up from shelters or trappers or spay/neuter clinics to volunteer homes. There are networks of people who take one leg as a pet is taken from a saturated area (or high-kill-rate shelter) to a less saturated area (or no-kill shelter). It just involves driving a short leg. Or doing around town transport.
- Helping at adoption events. This is a great opportunity for someone who knows and loves animals, but has a princess (or prince) at home who will not tolerate a foster pet. You get the chance to fawn over the pets up for adoption and talk with other people who also love/are interested/want to know about the pet. Most of the interactions at our pet fairs about less about “sales” (placing animals for adoption) and more about education. Share your knowledge, experience and love and help keep pets in the homes they already have and/or help get adoptable pets into the best fit for their new home.
- Entertaining/Party - if you do Pampered Chef, or Partylite, or Tupperware or (fill in the blank) do a Summertime party to support the animals and use the opportunity to educate and raise funds for your local rescue/shelter. Pick someone to support - talk to them about having pictures and writeups (or even the pets themselves?) at your party so people learn about the need for homes while they are shopping and having fun. The goal isn’t necessarily to place animals directly from the party (although that would be very cool!) but rather to get the word out. There are amazing animals who are ready give and get love in every town and neighborhood! And, people may be willing to spend a little more, knowing the proceeds are going to “a good cause.” And the benefit to you - supporting the animals, and possibly getting new repeat customers for your home-based business. Put a “tip jar” out for additional donations too!
Have a wonderful August! And, better, help a pet have a wonderful August starting a wonderful new life!
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Tuesday, July 7th, 2009
It has been a tough couple of weeks. Part of running a special-needs rescue involves dealing with illness, tragedy and death. That’s the hard part. But it also involves some amazing opportunities to celebrate life. I hope to write more about some of them soon. But, right now, we have a new life in our midst.
This is “Mouse” because, well, he looks like a little grey mouse!

He was born last Thursday night and promptly abandoned by his mom. There were two other kittens, and they did not make it. But, Mouse is giving it his (her?) best shot.
His chances aren’t great - but he’s already defied the odds surviving this long. He’s being cared for by a wonderful woman who has been a Veterinary Technician for 15 years. He isn’t nursing on the bottle yet, so she’s tube feeding him. He’s gaining weight steadily, and he’s becoming both active and vocal. He’s starting to “root” so we’re hoping he’ll figure out the suckle part of nursing too.
A little bit of new life to celebrate in the midst of loss.
After all, that’s what this is about, isn’t it?
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Friday, June 12th, 2009
I was doing my “daily constitutional” on Wednsday with my neighbor. As we started out I glanced over to the yard two doors down from my house.
“Oh-oh. Look.”
Three fat little kittens, looking on the short side of 4 weeks of age, waddling around under the watchful eye of their mom.
sigh.
It’s gonna be a long summer.
I received an email today with a link to a u-tube video. I was told it had a “powerful spay/neuter” image. Given the title “The Miracle of Birth” and the dark, not-at-all-funny “joke” about people who want their children to experience the miracle of birth (”They should take their children to the shelter to experience the subsequent Miracle of Death” is the usual retort). Anyway, I didn’t know what to expect and was a little uneasy about watching it. But, it turned out to be a sweet clip of a momcat giving birth in a home interspersed with clips of feral kittens who are growing up on the streets. The point of the title was to give people a chance to have their kids see kittens born - the cat in the video - while reminding them that far to many kittens are born each year compared to the number of available homes. Check it out -
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvovFAq_E3w
It inspired me to want take it and go further - video-taping kittens as they grow up. I documented one of our bottle-baby litters last year and we did get some video clips of them. Just need to find the time to put it together. (Any volunteers? I’m not exactly the most technologically proficient person around…it takes a kind of patience that I don’t possess…)
I used to think we (all of us in rescue) just had a marketing problem. But, it’s barely June - we have two adorable litters of kittens who are now 14 weeks and 12 weeks old (and, apparently another litter following on behind.) And, while they have had a ton of admirers at our Adoption Fairs - not a single application. Frightening, especially given we have a good 4-5 months left to “kitten season.”
If you like cats, and you must or you wouldn’t be reading this, please consider volunteering to foster kittens with your local shelter or rescue group. For those who don’t know - when kittens under 6 weeks old (8 weeks in some) are brought to a shelter, even a “no kill” shelter, and with or without their momcat, if there is no one available to foster the kittens they will be put down immediately. Kittens under 6 weeks cannot be vaccinated. No matter how good the cleaning protocals, kittens will be exposed to things for which they have no immunity. So, kittens are likely to get sick, and many will die. Those that don’t die become a disease reservoir in the shelter. So, without enough fosters - they will likely get no chance.
Last week I was visiting one of my foster homes. She’s set up to handle a large number of cats so she fosters for others besides us. She had a gorgeous Siamese-looking cat nursing a pile of brown tabby (!) kittens. She told me the shelter had called and said “come get them or the kittens will be put down and the mom spayed and adopted out.” The kittens were 5 days old at the time.
I understand the logic that dictates those decisions, but my heart rebels. I can’t imagine what it must be like to have to make/implement those kind of decisions on a daily basis. I understand the not-funny-at-all retort referred to above.
Spay/Neuter your pets.
Encourage others to likewise.
Foster some kittens.
Encourage others to do that too.
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Monday, June 1st, 2009
Seven years ago today I rescued (read: kitten-napped) my first litter of kittens.
Five years ago, I rescued their feral mom, Maggie.
It took me two years - minus one day - from the time I met Maggie to get her. (Have I mentioned I had NO idea what I was doing?)
During that time she had 20 kittens and 12 grandkittens. I got all 32 of them, and then I got her. And, by that time, Caly’s Cats had been born.
Caly’s Cats has always focused on the special needs cats. The ones that would be refused by most other rescue groups. The ones that would be put down upon intake at most shelters. We focus on them because that’s where we started. We focus on them because they deserve their chance too. And we focus on them because I made a promise to Maggie.
Happy Anniversary Maggie, JJ, Calypso, Tiger and Gino!
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Sunday, May 24th, 2009
On May 24, 2002 my life changed completely. I didn’t know it at the time. All I did was open a door. My front door. I never went out my front door. I always went through the garage. I couldn’t even see my front door from the front of the townhouse - the “front” door was down a walkway on the side of the house. But, now I had the front door open to let in some air, and I saw a tag hanging on the door knob. It was a note from Ron, the guy from the pest control company, telling me he’d put a trap near the side gate and asking me to call him if I caught something. Only problem was, it was dated 4 days earlier! I had a sinking feeling as I walked back to the gate. We were trapping for skunks and I was sure some poor animal had been stuck in there for days.
The whole business had started several months earlier when I came home to the overwhelming smell of cat pee. There is nothing in the world like tom-cat stink - and my place reeked of it. Since I didn’t have a cat, I figured it must be coming up from under the house, and the cat must be getting under the house from under the back deck since all the vents I could see were sealed. The smell came and went all spring. Finally we decided Ron needed to go under the house and check, but after a close-encounter-of-the-skunk-kind at another customer’s house, he wasn’t taking any chances at mine. Hence the trap.
I walked back to the side gate and saw the trap was shut. I felt bad, but I was about to feel much worse. The trap had solid sides and ends - after all we were going after skunks and having a wire trap wasn’t going to make handling them very easy or stink free. But the solid walls meant I couldn’t see what was inside the trap. As I crouched down to look I noticed a little movement in the shrubbery nearby. Two tiny kittens. A moment later and I realized - Oh. My. God. Their MOM is in the trap! I shook it a little and waited for sound or movement or something to tell me she was still alive! Nothing. I started to panic. It was Friday before Memorial Weekend. I remembered Ron saying something about a company picnic or or training or event or something and they were going to be closed on Friday. I grabbed my cell and dialed anyway. A recording wishing me a wonderful weekend. Well, that wasn’t likely now was it. I raced back inside. Ron had called me from his home when we set the original appointment. With any luck my caller ID would still have his number. I punched the button repeatedly until I found it - jackpot! I dialed. His wife answered. I took a deep breath and tried to speak calmly. No need, she understood the problem immediately; Ron was just leaving so she ran out to catch him. Ten minutes later he was in my driveway.
The kittens had disappeared under the deck. I was trying to figure out how to open the trap while I apologized to their dead mom over and over. If only I used the front door! I would have seen his note the same day he placed it. I could have watched the trap and let her go as soon as she was caught. I didn’t know when she was caught, but I remembered hearing a kitten-like sound early one morning. I thought it was a bird at the time, but now I realized it must have actually been a kitten - crying for it’s mom. I couldn’t believe the babies I’d seen were still alive without a mom caring for them - they were so tiny. I was trying not to cry myself when Ron walked up and said, “Well. Let’s see what we have here.”
He picked up the trap and stood it on end. No sound from inside. He peered in some tiny holes on the end with the door. Then he reached down, opened it up, looked in and smiled. I leaned over and looked in. Looking up at us was a tiny grey striped kitten with huge blue eyes. The kitten regarded us solemnly without making a sound. Ron reached down and picked it up by the scruff. It squeaked once, and then just hung there studying us while we studied it.
“What do you want to do with it?” Ron asked.
“It’s too little to be away from it’s mom.” I said knowingly, while knowing little about cats and nothing about kittens. After my first cat - a young female - ran away to have babies when she and I were both very young, my parents wisely made sure all subsequent pets were male. Spaying, or neutering cats was rare back in those days.
Ron put it down and it scampered away under the deck. Ron reset the trap, told me to keep tabs on it and call him if I caught anything else. Before he left he showed me how to open it. He also told me to be careful if it was heavy - it might be a skunk or raccoon. After he left I went in the house and ate some breakfast.
An hour later I went out to look at the trap. It was closed again. I lifted it gingerly. Clearly I knew as little about skunks as I did about kittens. Skunks tend to hunker down during the day. I wasn’t likely to catch one until after nightfall. The trap was light so I peered in the tiny holes, then opened the trap. The tiny grey striped kitten with the huge blue eyes blinked at me and squeaked.
“What are you doing back in here? Didn’t you learn your lesson the first time?” I let it go again. It scampered away under the deck. As I watched it go I thought it seemed weaker and tottered rather than ran. I chalked it up to getting weak from hunger and hoped it’s mom would show up and feed it soon. In my opinion she wasn’t doing a very good job if her baby was scavanging cheap cat food from a stinky skunk trap!
A few hours later - click! This time I heard it. I was working in my office, and the gate was just outside the window. I walked outside and surveyed the closed trap. I tipped it up, and addressed the large blue eyes, “Dude, you are not very bright are you. If I catch you in here one more time, you are coming in with me cause you are stupid enough you are going to get eaten if you stay out here.” This time I noticed the two orange kittens had returned. They were curled around each other close to the trap. One of them looked a little sick with a crusty nose, and eyes that were sealed shut with gunk.
I got the absolutely brilliant idea of using the grey striped kitten to catch the sick one. I put the grey striped one in a box next to the trap, and reset the trap. Obviously the sick orange one would go into the trap cause it’s sibling was in a box next to it. Right?
Yeah.
Okay. You can see I had a lot to learn.
A lot.
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