Four's day was on the surface uneventful. Yet amazing things are happening
to him.  Dr. Mulero explained to me that there would be changes in him and
to him as his body shifted it's energy needs from survial (100% alert to
danger even while sleeping, the ever pressing need for food and the constant
attempts of his system to heal his wound).  He is no longer hiding in the
Kitty Klubhouse, what a delight to see him napping deeply on the chaise
lounge.  He greets me every time I go out to the porch; now I am not
concieted enough to think it is my charming personality, it is FOOD he is
looking for, but still he greets me and I am able to pet him all over and
talk to him, we've come a long way from when he swiped me!  The wound is
progressing as Dr. Mulero told me it would. Four is filling out slowly and
he continues to be expressive using his eyes, tilt of his head and his
numerous meows.  But most amazing, just blew me away is what is happening
with his coat of fur.  It was evident that Four was a pure bred Maine Coon
Cat or close to it.  But his fur was only medium length and course and
bristly.  Four days ago I glanced out the kitchen window to the porch and
saw Four sitting on the chaise lounge. Mmmm, his fur seemed to be lying
against his body, not sticking out bristly.  I petted him and sure enough it
was less bristly and a bit smooth.  Today, two days later, Four's fur is
soft and silky.
I'm embarrassed to say that I had always thought that cats that were strays
were cats that were hungry and homeless. Never did I realize that they were
challenged to their very core for survival. That their systems had to take
energy from such things as growing fur to supply what was needed to keep
warm, be able to chase prey, be alert, and so on. What a gift to be able to
help him reach his potential and lead a good life. And I am not doing it
alone. You folks are doing it to too. If Four were ever to be entered in a
cat show on his registration form for owner would appear: RPCA.  Thank you
so very much.