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| Name: |
Lucy
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Age: |
Two years old
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| Gender: |
Female
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Kind: |
Tuxedo
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| Home: |
Richland, Georgia, USA
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Lucy
and her brother Max were born feral cats under a neighbor's shed adjoining
our property.
Her mother (Sweety Pie), also a feral cat, had been trapped
and taken to be be spayed without our realizing that she had recently given
birth to Lucy and her brother Max. Approximately a week later, I just happened
to look outside toward the street from the carport and there were Lucy and her
brother Max walking toward the highway. They had been all alone without their
mother for the week that their mother was at the vet being spayed without any
food or water. They were on their way to who knows where in search of food and
water and I thank my lucky stars that I just happened to spot them before they
drifted into the nearby woods where they would have become part of the community
feral colony here in Richland, Georgia.
I gathered the two of them up and placed them in a travel
carrier until I could find a larger pen for them. They were starving and thirsty
and I mashed up some dry cat food and mixed it with a little warm water and fed
both of them. They ate it all and wanted more.
Later I bought kitten food for them and they were raised in a
loving environment with lots of food and clean water on a daily basis.
My partner and I obtained a rather large pen for them and we
raised them inside the house. They have become a vital part of our family and we
love them both very much.
They have both become welcomed members of the household and
Lucy is the star of the house while her brother, Max, doesn't much care about
much one way or the other. He's a nice cat, but Lucy is definitely the lady of
the house. She sleeps with us every night and is never far from my side.
She is one lovely and gentle cat. One would never know that
she was born feral as she is as kind and gentle as any thoroughbred cat could
be.
Lucy is a pretty crafty kitty. I have taught her to
immediately fly down the hall to the bedroom at approximately 10:00 p.m. by
saying to her "Let's go to bed." And she knows to rush to the bedroom, jump in
the bed and get snuggled in for a night of television and then a nice sound
sleep.
She does not use a littler box in the bedroom, but instead,
if she needs to go, she either meows in my ear or walks all over me to wake me
up, at which time I usher her down to hall to the den, open the door, and let
her go to her litter. Later, half asleep, I realize she isn't in bed and I go
down to hall, open the den door, and she shoots down the hall and back to the
bedroom like a shot. She never wants to be left out in the den - wanting to be
in bed with me all the time.
During the day, she usually rests on top of my office chair,
which is a fairly large chair where she can watch all the goings on outside.
There is a large birdbath right outside my home office window where she watches
the birds drink and take baths all day. She never grows tired of watching them
splash around in the birdbath.
I have taught her to jump up on the back of my office chair
by just saying "UP!" where she eagerly hops up to the top of my office chair in
order to be rewarded with a Natural Temptation treat. She loves them to death
and I believe she would walk on water if she possibly could in order to be
rewarded with those treats. She just loves them so much.
Lucy is not that much of a social cat when it comes to
strangers, though. She greets them from a distance, checks them out, but keeps
her distance. But we don't have a whole lot of traffic through our house, so it
is no surprise that she keeps her distance when it comes to folks she is not
familiar with.
She spends most of her time either in bed with me in the
evenings or on top of my office chair during the day checking out all the sights
and sounds outside and things going on inside the house.
Quite often, she lays with her front paws resting on my left
hand which totally prevents me from typing on the computer and I have to try
typing with one hand until she eventually gets the message and once again takes
her place on the top of my office chair.
She came to me as a gift from out of the blue, so I am very
fortunate to have such a wonderful cat to call my own who was, as they say, free
of charge. Money couldn't buy all the love and affection she supplies for me.
She is one lovely cat and she makes my heart sing on a daily basis.
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