New Cat, New Confusion

Last week the little long haired orange kitty was poking through the yard while I was out feeding the momma deer with triplets. The deer must have felt threatened by the cat that was all the way on the other side of the yard, on the boulders. Just as she charged to stomp him, I diverted her by spraying the hose near her.

Little kitty was so happy and was tentatively coming to me as I called her "Blondie". Once the kitty was close enough, Blondie became "Dagwood". Fully emaciated & touting an eye wound after a fight with something, he has been by my side. He is outside until I can get him some medical care for his eye, but I do believe he's gained a pound or so in a week. Oh yes, I will fatten him up.

I have posted "found" fliers, just in case. Though doubtful I will find his original owners, I am positive that I will find him a new home once he is cleaned up. Amazingly loving and friendly, he will make someone very happy.

Joe has agreed to be foster parents to Dagwood. I know I make him want to implode at times, but I love that he allows me the time to rescue (and find homes for) as many kitties as I have. Not to mention the small doggy rescue of 2008. I know Joe sees a farm in our future because of me, with rescue animals of all kinds. Joe loves our zoo and he loves me. What more could I ask for?

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