> > I wasn't young or handsome,
> > Two years I'd roamed the street.
> > There were scars upon my face,
> > I hobbled on my feet.
Two years? I struggle to think of Smokey as an "old cat", though the
vets guess he was about two when we took him in.
Granted, his "kittenness" was totally gone, but he wasn't "old" by
indoor standards (though I've heard it said the estimated lifespan of a
feral cat is about 3 years on average.)
Using the two year guesstimate, Smokey turns 7 this summer. That's a
"senior" cat age and yet he shows no changes in behaviour yet.
Someday I would like to adopt a senior cat, 10+, from the shelter and
give her/him a loving retirement. I haven't done it yet because I want
us to be a bit more financially well-off in order to provide care for
an older cat who is more likely to need it than the young ones. I also
don't want to squish another cat into a 2-bedroom apartment.
And yet I feel a sort of chill because when we adopted Nocturne, we
were aiming for a cat 6-12 months...older than "kitten" but still young
enough to spend many years with us. We passed older cats by...and male
cats... We didn't want a tom.
Smokey took that choice away from us, and I'm so glad he did. For him
the choice was simple: we take him in as he is, an adult male
ex-feral, or we let Animal Control euthanize him. And he's been a
delight ever since.
--Fil
Norm - 10 Jan 2007 15:56 GMT
> > > I wasn't young or handsome,
> > > Two years I'd roamed the street.
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> ex-feral, or we let Animal Control euthanize him. And he's been a
> delight ever since.
This is of course the eternal reward, to have a loving pet who wouldn't
have made it without you. That is a beautiful poem.
One way I cope without Willie is to recognize that Harry would not be alive
today if I hadn't adopted him. I chose him because I love a happy healthy
older cat and, not to put too fine a point on it, the guy at the pound said
that he expected to find Harry dead each morning on arrival, what with his
sneezing blood, and the vet after finding him so skinny and with mouth
ulcers and abscessed teeth said on the next vist that he didn't expect
Harry to make it after he first saw himt. Harry acts as though he
understands how he got to where he is now; he is a real purrbucket and
loves to sleep in my bed; a really gentle and appreciative soul. Norm
(trained by having 3 or 4 cats get to a happy old age)
jmcquown - 10 Jan 2007 22:32 GMT
>>> I wasn't young or handsome,
>>> Two years I'd roamed the street.
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> Two years? I struggle to think of Smokey as an "old cat", though the
> vets guess he was about two when we took him in.
I gather the poem means the elderly cat was turned out and roamed, unwanted,
for 2 years. It's a shame what some people do to the "pets" when they
become ill or infirm.
Jill
Stormmee - 13 Jan 2007 06:32 GMT
Tiger was over 4 and so is Chester, I wouldn't trade either of them, if I
ever am without cats, I will go to the shelter and ask for the most
unadoptable one they have, Lee
> > > I wasn't young or handsome,
> > > Two years I'd roamed the street.
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>
> --Fil