Holy hell…ever regret doing something nice?
Yet Another Stray
I took in a stray cat January 30. He walked right up to me when I called him out of my bushes. He was/is super friendly and gorgeous and I was sure he belonged to somebody. I followed all of my own advice. I set him up in a safe enclosure in my garage, fed him, and checked him for fleas. I posted his picture on Nextdoor.com and my community’s Facebook page. No one claimed him.
So SMART Rescue, the one I volunteer for, took on responsibility for him and I’m fostering him until he gets adopted.
Yes, that means I have my own cat and two foster cats now…I became a crazy cat lady…
Anyway, now he’s been neutered, vetted, vaccinated, microchipped, AND I have him set up in his own large enclosure inside one of my guest bedrooms. I named him Critter. He gets to roam around the house a little every day too. All good…except…
HE’S SUCH A SPAZ! Critter will be all lovey-dovey and then he just hisses randomly and walks off. If you try to pick him up, he may or may not growl. He hates having his hind quarters pet. And he will try to kitty play bite you even if he’s enjoying himself. All with little or no warning. AND he meowls (meow howls) whenever he’s alone for more than 20 minutes!
So, yeah, I regret being kind. I could have left his skinny butt outside to keep fending for himself even though it looked to be a losing battle. But nooooo, I’m an animal person…who knew it was getting down to the 30’s last week..bleck. Stupid.
Oh well, I rather be a stupid/kind person than a smarter/meaner person. Just venting.
He’s actually meowling from his enclosure right now…poopers.
Have you ever regretted doing something nice?