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Troutfang: Warrior Cat

Tuesday, February 22nd, 2011

Would you all please give a warm welcome to the newest member of the Ellis-Swanson household!

Troutfang the Warrior Cat

Troutfang the Warrior Cat

We met this little cutie at PetSmart after weeks of searching.  Shannon (visit her at Ludo Ergo Sum) and I did a lot of searching and emailing on Craigslist, although I was skeptical of getting a cat from there.  Ideally, I wanted a kitten or young cat that had already been spayed/neutered, was up-to-date on its shots, and litter box trained.  (Originally, I wanted the cat declawed, but I did my research and came around.) Hey, I’ve always had high standards.  Plus, I’m poor.  Not poor enough to be unable to care for and feed a cat, but perhaps too poor to provide a lot of veterinary care for it.

I feel pretty bad about that, frankly.  If this cat got terribly ill, I would be unable to provide it with expensive care.  The only way I console myself to such a disservice is by reminding myself that she was a shelter cat.  She may or may not have been adopted, and will at least have an extraordinarily loving environment where she will be safe.   There are fates far worse out there.

My heart aches at the thought that I could be doing something irresponsible and wrong.

Troutfang Is A Warrior Cat

Besides the fact that she was found abandoned at a library, Troutfang is a fierce and fearless kitty!  Okay, maybe not entirely fearless, but it’s rare that she is dominated by her fear.  Loud noises, such as those the dishwasher or vacuum machine make, will startle her, but she will investigate once she recovers.

Furthermore, she is an insect killer!  I cannot tell you how pleased Shannon and I are.  We encourage her to kill the evil spiders that lurk in our apartment.  Thus far, she’s face two!  And they were quite demolished when she was done.  What a good little Troutfang!  Pretty soon, our need for men will be entirely minimal; what else are they useful for except lifting heavy objects and killing vermin and invasive insects?  Well, besides doing our bidding.  Cats are very willful like that…

Troutfang Is Precious!

Lengthy explanation is unnecessary.  See the photo below:

Troutfang on her back.

Sleeping on her back.

Also, she purrs like its her business when held, scratched,  played with, or near.  I can’t help but love this girl.

Cat Brigade: A Challenger Appears!

Friday, February 11th, 2011

New addition to the brigade.  I think this is the one I saw the other night and confused for Tiger.  This cat is not Tiger, and instead of being orange, like I originally thought, she’s a mix of grays.

CB: A Challenger Appears!

A Challenger Appears!

I’ve only seen her at night thus far.  Again, very skittish, but I was patient.  The Calico and I go through the same routine I adopted for the gray:  I put out some food, wait for them to come, then move the dish closer and closer to the door.  When they shy away, I’ll throw out some treats.  I’m not concerned they will turn away because most of the time they are so hungry.  As predicted, the gray was swayed by the food and the warmth of the apartment.  I actually scooted the dish all the way past the sliding door!

Of course, I had to stay very, very still through all of this.  I don’t think I moved for almost thirty minutes; my neck still kind of aches.  It was cool, and worth it, though, because she came inside, sniffed around, and even jumped on the brown box next to the door before leaving!  How cool is that?

It was actually the Calico that first came by for dinner this evening.  She’s growing better accustomed to me, though she swiped at me when I moved some of the dry food that had spilled on the ground into the dish.  She  nicked me.

Abused Left Hand

You can see the three red slices on my index finger where she got me. The other wounds are from moving and such: Scrape on my index, scratches on my thumb.

My hands have taken all kinds of abuse this past week.  Most are due to moving: I scraped some skin of my left index finger (the big blotch in the photo) putting dishes away; my knuckles are chapped from the weather; and the back of my thumb’s got scratches from who-knows-where doing who-knows-what.  My right hand isn’t any better… I whacked it good on a piece of furniture.

Anyway, that’s all that’s new today about the Cat Brigade.

Cat Brigade: The Taming of the Calico

Thursday, February 10th, 2011

The calico, thus far, is my favorite of the Cat Brigade.  The gender of this kitty is unknown, but I’ve been referring to it as a “she”, because its coat is so pretty and we all know that only girls can be pretty.

I’m trying to get her to come inside.  For one thing, she needs to be TNR’d (trap-neuter-return), and I’d prefer not to scare the crap out of her doing it.  Secondly, yesterday she was shivering like mad, which kills me!  I’d like to fashion a little bed for the cats with a bundle of rags on the porch, but as Shannon said, it’s far more likely they would just pee on them.  Yes, I could simply wash the bedding, but… ew.  And they would probably pee on them again.

I found out she has claws; I noticed them when she tried to paw at the wet fish food I put out.  I was a little worried she wouldn’t; if she’s going to be outdoors, she needs to be armed!

No nickname for her yet.  Maybe you could think of one?

Calico Face (1)

The Calico up-close!

Calico 2

Calico licking her paws.

There’s another cat that’s visited a couple times, which I simply call Tiger.  It’s the beautiful auburn fur, and his/her strut.  For some reason, I get the feeling this cat is doing fine outside.  He seems self-sufficient, a medium sized cat, and not worryingly thin.  However, he is very skittish of people.  He’s going to require a lot more effort to earn his trust.

Tiger 1

Tiger eating.

Crouching Tiger

Crouching Tiger!

Interesting update… Last night I peeked out the window to check if the kitties had come by for food, and was startled to see an orange cat looking back, just as surprised as me!  It ran off immediately, but for those couple seconds I had a good look at it’s head.  He looked a lot like Tiger, but I’m convinced it was a different cat.  His coloring was much lighter.  Could there be yet another stray roaming around out there?

Cat Brigade

Tuesday, February 8th, 2011

I moved into a new apartment over the weekend.  It’s fabulous to have one’s own:  bathroom, bedroom, walk-in closet, and privacy.  Also, kitchen, living room, porch, dining area, dishwasher, pantry, and laundry room.

The apartment has also come with a surprise:  Stray cats!  At least five of them, of all different breeds and sizes.

I feel terrible for the poor things.  They are obviously abandoned–no tags, no tagged ear, and still human-friendly (i.e., not feral).  Winter’s been chilly, and I hate to think of them outside in the cold at night.  Last night I went out to Target and picked up some wet cat food and food dish.  While my roommate and I settle in, I’ll put out some food for them, though eventually I’ll have to take them to a rescue shelter.

In the meantime, I need to get them to trust me.  I’ll document my efforts with some pictures! 🙂  Hopefully, my friend Shannon (who blogs at I Game Therefore I Am) will lend me her super-awesome camera to take those photos.  Otherwise, you get my cell cam, which is a great woe in comparison.

Cat Brigade:  The Persian (1)

Cat Brigade: The Persian