Here is Rolo, happy in her forever home!
By Doug Jennings, Phoenix Supporter:
For more than a year we were plagued, well, plagued is too strong a word for the nocturnal visits by a scruffy, dusty, cat, who at best we could only glimpse as he ran off, but he certainly became a nuisance, spraying in our kitchen and eating our other cats’ food. So we decided to take action.
We sought advice from Richard at Phoenix who suggested capturing our bad cat, neutering him, which at least should cure the smell problem, and then, as the cat appeared to have adopted us, to make him our charity cat but feed him outside.
So we set to work and borrowed a cat trap from Phoenix and with bowls of food, gradually lured the cat towards the cage, until one morning, at breakfast, we found we had captured him. We were distressed to see that the cat had damaged his nose when he tried to make an escape, so we quickly covered him with a blanket and drove to a vet in Bergerac where he was neutered and tested for feline Aids; predictably, he proved positive. Otherwise the cat, though in a grubby condition, was in good shape physically, and we took him home and released him into our garden, which is surrounded both by a copse and a large field, into which our yet unnamed cat vanished.
We put bowls of food out for him and provided a stout, weather-proof shelter, so he had somewhere safe and dry to sleep. The food disappeared but so too did the cat for nearly two months.
Until one morning, when my wife called me into the kitchen and pointed at the utility room, where our scruffy invader was calmly having his breakfast and looking remarkably relaxed about his life.
I think it was then that we decided to formally take care of him, that he could make our house his home, that it was safe to come and go as he pleased. We took him to our vet for a check-up, who gave him a thorough medical, vaccinated him, and pronounced him fit, though, of course feline Aids positive, reminding us that his life could be quickly curtailed (good word for a cat, I think) if he became ill.
Then we took him home and after skirmishes with the other cat, he decided he liked our house and garden and opted to stay for good.
What has miraculously emerged from this scruffy, dirty, damaged, cat, is the most beautiful, muscular, tabby cat, whose vivid stripes, colours and striking, sad, face, have slowly appeared as the effect of our food and love took effect.
Though not very large, he weighs in at more than six kilos. He has white paws and white hind legs and has the walk of Robert Mitchum. And what is very strange is that he now follows around our other cat: they are always together. In the evenings he prefers his usual armchair, whilst the other cat is on my lap, but outdoors they like to find the shade and sleep within feet of each other.
We can only guess at his past. He’s now clean and house-trained, uses the cat-flap, responds well to affection and seems to understand a family environment. But what a ferocious appetite! This may be as a result of living rough for so long.
His name, what else could he be called but Tiger-Tiger?
Hello to everyone at Phoenix
This is me & my new friends Buster the Jack & Luna the Lab cross! Luna was also rescued from Phoenix. She didn’t like me very much when I first arrived but I think she likes me now!! Buster and I, on the other hand, hit it off straight away, I also have three cats, Anna (Phoenix rescue) Diesel & Megan!! All in all it’s pretty mad when we all start charging round the house!
Thank You for letting me come to this mad house. It’s lots of fun!!!
Lots of licks