Another unwanted drop-off? Yes and so I must write this. Not only to express my utter disgust for this action but to warn — yes, warn — all pet lovers.
We named this lovely, affectionate kitty Taffy-toes. His coloring was light orange with tiger stripe patches on white long fluffy soft fur. (Reminded me of the salt-water taffy we used to love down at the seashore.) And, yes his front feet had large extra toes so handy at scooping and attacking the catnip mouse. Why not give him a name that fits every adorable inch of him?
Why did we have an unwanted cat? Just call us overly warm-hearted toward any of God’s creatures. Life is life and should be respected.
To start out with: One evening we noticed a new visitor enjoying some of the cat crunches on the back porch. He was nice looking, clean and well groomed. Perhaps just a neighbor cat mooching a bit but when we opened the back door to whisper a few welcoming words — away he flew to hide under our back storage shed.
Each day he was out woofing down more of the food we put down for him, and away he would scoot to hide. Until one day as my hubby was in the backyard he saw the little fluffy mite peeking out. So each day the friendship grew until in he came to say hello.
Up he pounced on my comforter as I was waking from my nap. The sweet little tike had been into the weeds and had burdocks stuck all over.
He was asking for help and he got two weeks of the most likely happiest days of his little life. Lots of TLC, good food, toys and a clean kitty-cat box each day.