Friday, November 27, 2009
Moses was living in a dirty basement, hiding under cupboards. We had thought he escaped thru a door we left open for him. When I rescued him he was too old to be tamed and he escaped from his cage, so I could not control him. We decided to let him live in Joan's basement. She has a feral colony that lives under her house. So, at least he would have shelter. He never escaped and Joan stopped putting food and water in his location because we thought he took off. Today, I was over there scanning in homework and I hear a cry. I called Joan and she captured him and we moved him back home. In my office. He immediately start drinking the water when he say CC and Dana. He remembers them, so now I am keeping him beside me for months, if I have to. He has lived a horrible life the last couple months. I am so sad for that, but he will be taken care of here. This now makes 10 cats. I am glad I have a big house, but this is gotta stop. I have the kittens for so long they are like a family. I don't think anyone could give them a better home. That is sad. Really. Pray for my Moses here. He is so dehydrated and emaciated and his eye is all crusted over. I hope he is happy now and learns to accept me. This place is paradise from where he was, so maybe he will finally get it.
Posted by Jenny Carter at 3:22 PM