I haven’t posted about Traci Mae in over six months. There’s been a bit of a change in Traci Mae since then. In fact, that change occurred when I did all of the shuffling of cats to reduce the bullying we had been dealing with. To get us started, let me re-post what I wrote about her last October because almost all of it still applies. You can read that entire post by clicking here* (and to see the pictures of Traci Mae always curled up out of the way.)
Traci Mae has certainly done enough time in a shelter. My heart breaks for her EVERY day. When I met Traci Mae she had already spent time at the shelter where my daughters work. She was so unhappy there that I brought her here so her life might be better while she waited for a home. She was considered virtually unadoptable at the shelter. In fact, you might remember that someone who went through looking at the cats there called Traci Mae “ugly.” In addition to being sad at the shelter, her eyes continuously ran. She’d been to the vet but her eyes continued to run. I wondered if maybe stress had something to do with it. I hoped moving Traci Mae from a small enclosure (where she was at the time in the shelter) to the roominess of the cathouse would make her happier and healthier. The decision was made to make Traci Mae a Winnie's Wisher. Her eyes did actually get better for a while. But now they run again – more days than not. She has received veterinary care for those eyes and they only clear up for short periods of time. I put her on Viralys for an extended period, but there was only mild improvement. I do still wonder if this condition is exacerbated by stress. I think Traci Mae feels stress on a daily basis. She spends a lot of her time trying to stay out of the way of the other cats. There are just too many cats in the cathouse for her to ever be completely relaxed. It’s also possible she has a food allergy – something that I can’t treat here.
Traci Mae comes across as a loner, but it might just be that she needs a more settled environment. What is so sad about her existence is that when I find where she’s curled up and I start petting her, she purrs and purrs and purrs. I SO wish she could have a home with a person who would shower her with attention. This gal needs a real home with a loving human. She is already six and a half years old. She needs to be chosen soon so she can start living The Good Life.
Yep. That’s Traci Mae. Only now Traci Mae is SEVEN YEARS OLD. She needs a home RIGHT NOW. The other thing that has changed is that Traci Mae doesn’t keep herself hidden away as much. I don’t find her curled up, staying out of the way, as much as before. She actually walks around while I’m in the cathouse. I think she feels safer now that there are fewer cats in her room. She still isn’t a cat who demands attention. But she sure will take it when I offer it (which is EVERY day). Traci Mae needs a home she doesn’t have to share with a dozen other cats. She isn’t a bully herself and probably wouldn’t be happy in a home with a more aggressive cat. However, she would fit right in with an attention-giving human and even another (mild) cat or two. The main thing is that Traci Mae needs to be “chosen.” It’s time for this sweet kitty to get to start living The Good Life.
Please share. And keep your fingers crossed.
Have a great weekend.