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| Name: |
Silverbell
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Age: |
Six years old
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| Gender: |
Male
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Kind: |
Domestic Shorthair
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| Home: |
West Palm Beach, Florida, USA |
This
is my Silverbell. He was a tough and scared tomcat eating from the
food that I supplied hungry neighborhood felines. When I realized he was
homeless, I began my quest to win him over. At first he would hardly let
me see him, then he would hardly let me watch him eat, then he would
barely allow me to touch him before running, then he would allow me to
touch him but not while he ate, and on and on. All the while I was
winning him over, he was winning over my heart. I risked life and limb
to rescue him from atop the neighbor's two-story house, even though I was
(and am) afraid of heights. I found him on the neighbor's roof, crying
for help, not coming down after an hour's waiting and pleading to him. I
attempted to coax him with a can of tuna, but what he really wanted was
for Mamma to come to the edge of the roof and retrieve him! That was the
last straw before being officially adopted into my home. No more being
outside in the bad, dangerous world for my baby.
He was my first male cat, and he's really such a Mamma's Boy. He
snuggles his big head under my chin and nuzzles close to me to sleep
when my husband is out of town. He's quite the guardian kitty � he emits
a low but fierce-sounding growl when the front door bell rings, ready to
protect me and his home. His favorite locations are on the back of the
sofa looking out on the front of the house, and the kitchen windowsills
looking for birds, lizards, squirrels, or any living thing that moves
outside. He and his step-siblings are strictly inside cats. He is
occasionally allowed outside briefly in our screened-in back yard pool
area when I am able to supervise his activities. When he is content, he
sticks his little pink tongue out, which is barely visible in this
photo. He is the happiest person/cat you could ever imagine. I think
he's just so happy to be off the streets and into a loving, caring home.
He always has a smile on his face and a joyful attitude. He went from a
wild street boy to a sweet and gentle big boy and I love him more than I
could ever say.
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