The sky looked like it had a hole in it while we were driving back to Kingston to pick up the little lad.
After signing a few papers, he was ours. How odd it was to have a cat in the cat carrier and not one sound....no wailing, meowing or crying.
When we got him home we put the cat carrier on the bed and left the door open. He just wanted to lay there and he looked so scared.
He came around after a bit of time. He sat in 'daddy's' arms for awhile them decided to hide behind the couch.
Hes back in his 'room' now. hiding under the bed. I'm kind of concerned as he hasn't eaten, drank or peed. I hope he gets used to us soon.
2 comments:
WHAT A CUTIE!!
We had a feral kitty ... he was a ginger too.
We called him Rawleigh.
It took many weeks but he because a big suck eventually.
I spent a lot of time lying on the floor at his level, doing slow blinks. When he finally blinked back, we turned a relationship corner.
He didn't like visitors and became nonexistent when they came.
He was the best.
I'm so happy you got him!
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