Monday, March 17, 2008

Another one back, after a month :(

Some of you might remember that Owl was returned to us after a month at his adoptive home. He's weird, but he's mostly doing okay here.

Clarence, who was Calvin's brother. was returned by his adoptive family because they said he was unfriendly, refusing to be held or cuddled by them. They said he would hardly even allow them to touch him. Over a month ago, Clarence and his sister Chloe came to us so we could work with them and help them overcome their fear of people. Chloe adapted very well, but Clarence was a tough little nut to crack. We got him to come to us and curl up on our laps, though, and he purred for us a great deal. So I was overjoyed when he was adopted to the same family as his sister--they love each other very much. Unfortunately for the kitties, the family returned only Clarence and kept Chloe.

We got Clarence home tonight, and we are still reeling from the damage done by this savage, feral monster. The third-degree burns on our laps from his warm little body curled up on them, and the shattering of our eardrums from his horrific purring--which also gave us severe bruising from the vibrations--all necessitated a visit to the ER. When I attempted to clip his very dangerous, pointy talons (because, such a vicious creature's scimitar-bladed paws could hardly be dismissed as having mere "claws"), Clarence's calm acceptance of our ministrations was so terrifying that we both fainted dead away.

Or, maybe, he spent the whole evening cuddled on our laps while we watched DVDs and read books, getting traded back and forth when one of us had to get up. He's not happy, but he was doing the best he could, I think.

On Brian's lap:
Clarence on Brian's Lap

On my lap:
Clarence on Jessica's Lap

Meanwhile, you want to see a cat that hates me right now, my sweet, angelic little Ptera needed a bath tonight due to some litterbox clumsiness. She didn't utter a peep, but she broke free several times, sliding around on the bathroom floor and landing on her face. She also refused to make eye contact with me during and after. I look forward to being forgiven. She'd also climbed up on the bed prior to the bath, so we had to change the sheet. This all happened after we had retired for the evening, so that just made it all the more special. I did not do her the indignity of photographing her in her full drowned-rat glory, but I did snicker a bit between kisses and apologies while I dried her off.

2 comments:

beck said...

I feel so bad that they didn't like Clarence. He seems to be a sweet kitty who needs a lot of patience.

I wish I was closer to your location so I could do my part (and that I wasn't allergic to cats). :(

I hope you guys find a better home for him.

Kira said...

You obviously have a real touch with animals - I'm impressed that you can bring shy animals around so quickly. Keep posting the kitty pictures (yesterday's were great). I travel too much to have a cat right now, so I'm vicariously living through others' cat pictures and stories.