Bagereeh and I Meet.....
I am home again from the second day of long drives. The Kitties who left on the first drive are, by all accounts settleing in nicely, and the Kitty (I use that word loosely) who came home on the second drive is, well, very scared.
Bageerah, (I have been advised against called him something ending with ssss or zzzz sound, sounds like a hiss. Bageerah had a gentler sound, and means , "Leopard") IS most definately an F1. You learn that in .5 seconds after you reach into his cage, something the temp foster was very nervous to do, so I offered.
I told her, I get it now. He didn't atack, just let me KNOW how unhappy he was. I told him what I was doing, and got his towel, and put it in the carrier with the door nearby, and open, and he looked at me and went in. This Kitty has a MIND.
My girl Foster cried half the way to their new home yesterday. They cried because they trusted me, and cried because they wanted someone, knew someone would come and fix it for them.
Bageerah was silent. Deadly silent. Like a wild creature whose life depends on it, because he knows he can trust noone and any sound is either prey or an enemy.
He is in his room now, in the dark. I left his carrier in a safe place with the door open, and he has lots of places to hide, three large litter boxes, including his old one with used litter, and a bit of that litter in the new boxes.
And some dry food and water. He had been eating, a bit, some chicken at his temp home, raw, but when we went in, he hadn't eaten the food left that morning, or the piece from the night before. So I am boiling a little chicken and will take him a bit when it is cooled.
It seemed wrong to bother him more taking pictures. I sat away from the carrier and talked to him for a bit, and when I went to go, he turned and looked at me.
He is amazingly beautiful. And as unlike a cat, or even a Bengal as anything could be. This is no Foster. If I can bond with him, I will never be able to send him away, it would be too cruel, and if I can't, he certainly can't go anywhere else. I'm his chance.
Bageerah may or may not be his name, but it has a nice sound, and we have been going on so about Kipling these days I thought it worked for the moment.
The Cat Who Walks Alone fits, but is hard to say gently....
Wish me luck, I'll keep you posted.
Love and Wild,