Cashmere

I have only two more cathouse kitties to highlight during this March blogoversary adoption explosion.  I have basically highlighted the gang, one at a time, in order of outgoing-ness.  These last two kitties (today and tomorrow) are shy.  They will need VERY special homes.   I just know there are people out there who are willing to dedicate themselves to a special animal even if it means no real pay-off for a while.  Cashmere will be one of those.  However, Cashmere did something just yesterday that surprised me and reminded me that EVERY time I think I have things figured out, there is a cat waiting to prove me wrong.

Cashmere is one of the sisters in the feral group from a couple of years ago.  Six kittens.  All wild.   Tuxie and Leo were adopted.  Glitter, Mitts, Spritz, and Cashmere are still here.  (Spritz has regressed and is not currently for adoption.)  Cashmere went through a rough time a while back when she was being terrorized by Tulip.  Cashmere basically quit living and spent all of her time perched up high on a cage in the cathouse, trying to avoid Tulip.  She was already the type that ran and hid when newcomers visited the cathouse.  Life wasn’t very good for Cashmere for a while there.  However, there has been a change in the dynamic between Tulip and Cashmere recently.  Tulip still hisses at the other cats and doesn’t really take to any of them.  But she has stopped terrorizing Cashmere.  And Cashmere is living a much better life now.  I would say that’s good enough.  Except that there is a streak in Cashmere that really really really wants a human.  She has gone through various stages.  There was a time when she was right there to meet us as we entered the cathouse.  Then she became less interactive.  Some months ago there was the issue with Tulip and I tried desperately to get either Cashmere or Tulip adopted at that time.   For a while, I moved Cashmere into a cage in my kennel office.  It gave me a chance to have some one-on-one time with her.  She was wonderful.  Once she adjusted to being in the office, she looked forward to my entrance.  She became attached to me and showed lots of affection.  However, a caged life is no life at all.  So I eventually moved her back to the cathouse where she returned to her more introverted self.

My plan has been to highlight Cashmere and Halo last of all as they are the two most introverted kitties in the cathouse (except for Spritz).  Then yesterday, I was cleaning in the cathouse and I noticed that Cashmere was competing for my attention.  Several of the cats crowd around my legs and make my cleaning routine quite a bit more difficult.  But I had a little moment of shock when I realized that one of those leg rubbers was Cashmere.  I talked to her about this and went about my work.  When I put the food out, everybody scrambled around and got to various bowls.  Cashmere, however, jumped up on the window shelf and stared at me.  I moved to pet her and she dipped her head, fell onto her side, and rolled onto her back for belly scratches.  I stopped everything and just tended to Cashmere.  I told her this was marvelous.  And then it hit me.  I was only a day away from proclaiming to all who would read that I wasn’t sure what it would take to bring Cashmere out of herself.  And here she was - showing me just how wonderful she can be.

Here she is eating with sister Glitter.  (Of course, you could always get TWO floofies instead of one.)

                                                                      Atop Pam's cat tree.




So.   Please tell me there is someone out there who would offer Cashmere a chance at the good life.  Someone who would give her all the time she needs to adjust and attach.  She is a long-haired beauty with a sweet disposition.  She just needs the right human and a home without a time schedule.  I said when I started this post that there must be some folks out there who are willing to wait for a pay-off.  It’s possible the wait won’t be that long after all.  Maybe that’s what Cashmere was trying to tell me yesterday.

 Friends - SPREAD THE WORD.  OR - let me know that YOU CHOOSE CASHMERE.

Comments

[ginny& the Fur Family]

Cashmere is a real beauty. Some one who is retired or has a lot of time should really look at her for a pet. If she could get adopted now she would be on the road to a life time of love. Her sister is beautiful also, and two is better than one. A lucky person could have double the love with these two. Adopt now and have true love forever. Remember that Fur means love - a furry friend is a friend forever. Please tell all your friends not to buy a pet from a pet store, That encourages pet mills. Chrystals pets are loved and doctored and spayed or neutered. A pet ready to go and be your loving kitty. She will see the kitty or puppy gets to you by relay -by rural delevery if nessary - Imagine opening up your mail box and there is your kitty. Just kidding of course. However, she will arrange for you to get you cat. E-mail her and talk about the pets shown here today. One of them may be just the one for you. HAVE A NICE DAY-Ginny & The Fur Family

[Cat's Cats]

It was an entire year before my calico Molly even sat on my lap and several more years before she trusted me completely! She had a lot of emotional baggage when I adopted her, WAY more than any of your cats Chrystal who are just a little shy. My point is she became a constant and fantastic companion until the day she died (nineteen years old) and all she needed was a little patience at the beginning :-)

[Andrea and the Celestial Kitties]

Isn't she a beauty! Oh my gosh are all those kitties just gorgeous! I don't know why they havent been adopted yet, but I have to wonder... Were they waiting for YOU? Isn't the timing right, right now, for YOU to get your kittie or kitties NOW? Please don't make them wait much longer.

Oh my gosh, look at the date! Time's running out to get your brick!! Pick out yours soon and let Chrystal know!
If a brick is too much, any donation would be extremely helpful I'm sure.

[HubbleSpacePaws]

Just making my way back into regular visiting after a long hiatus. We'll repost, Chrystal! As I've watched our Lucy finally warm up, I realize just how much a little patience can pay off. I hadn't fostered a cat as feral as Lucy before.

I agreed to shelter her just after she'd given birth and to find homes for her babes when they were old enough. The plan was to spay her and release her to the urban feral colony from whence she came after her kittens found homes. (Her bite, the first day I had her, sent me to the hospital even though I started antibiotics within hours.)

When the time came, I couldn't do it. I just knew there was a lovin' girl in her. For 9 months she kept her distance and then, suddenly, decided to make cautious overtures. Now a year later, she's a love hound (the last three months have been amazing, with daily progress). She still startles easily, etc., but I'll lay money she'll be adoptable within 6 months.

Paws crossed for you, Cashmere! I'm betting you're as beautiful a lady inside as you are out!