Meet Willow. Willow, one sibling, and their mama were living in some of the old cars my brother has parked around his house. Yep, he’s a mechanic.
Willow was catchable, but her(?) little brother or sister wasn’t. He/she was more content with the small space over the wheel-well in the trunk, accessible to no one but 6 week old kittens.
So we’re fostering her(?) until my Mom bets back from her 3 week road-trip adventure up to Alaska. That’s our story, and we’re sticking to it…even though Mom yelled repeatedly through the bad connection only a few moments ago, “Hell no. I do not need another f*scking cat”. But neither do we…which is why the official story is that we’re fostering her(?) for my Mom. ahem
Agreed, but she was apparently already eating solid food, and the rest of the litter had already been killed by something. It was a rescue situation, I’d say.
Jayzuz but that’s an adorable kitty! I had a “Willow” some years ago. She was a stray and had kidney failure, so we didn’t have her for long. She was such a good girl. Oh, Willow!
The youngest of our other cats has shown the most interest in her. She even tries to “greet” the dogs too. So damn cute! She’s eating kitten kibble and using her little litter box like a pro.
Slight hijack, but how did you catch the little cutie? My kids and I are trying to “rescue” a little kitty or 2 or 3 who were born under the camper a few weeks ago. We have been trying to lure them (there is a mama-kitty and 2 babies) with catfood and water. So far only mama-kitty is falling for it, and we can’t steal her without the babies (they are big enough that they are changing locations, and we can’t always find the little ones).
Cuervo also looks very much like my orange tabby, Mango. She’s the one who has taken the most to the new arrival.
I honestly don’t know how my brother caught her. He had seen the kittens in the trunk of the car, and I think he closed them in there for the night. By his logic (not mine) he figured they couldn’t get out and he’d know where they were in the morning. He managed to catch Willow the next day when he opened the trunk. She was being kept in a cage in his garage when we got there. He was still trying to catch the other kitten when we left.
She warmed up to us pretty quickly, though she was scared for the first hour or so in the car. She just cuddled into the crook of our necks though, no spitting and hissing. My sister-in-law may have been handling her a bit that morning.
If you’re trying to catch a feral mom and kittens, I’d try a “have a heart” trap. If you catch the mom but not the babies, you may be able to corner them in their den easy enough, if you can get to it.
Oh, Willow!