Welcoming a new member to our household
This is Greycie, our new cat.
At the end of September, Christine & i visited the Pet Club, an independent pet warehouse store. We looked at the bulletin positing regarding kittens & cats who need homes, who had been trapped and collected at NASA Ames/Moffett Field by the Ames Cat Network: two females estimated at eight months including a Russian Blue. Awwwwww. We’re beginning to feel we’re ready for a third cat, and this connection seemed good. Off went the message to discover that the greys were gone, but there were other options including some black & white females. Much email back and forth to establish our suitability and then we were connected to the fosterer — and we picked up the kitty last night on the 5th of October.
The fosterer has a cat room and Greycie was hiding in a cat carrier on top of a cat tree in the bathroom. She’s very frightened and skinny but sweet. She had already been spayed when they took her to the vet, so she must have had some contact with responsible people before her time on her own.
We were all willing to let her stay in that carrier, and we took her home. I petted her in the carrier all the way. She loved being scratched under her chin, and gave very gentle nips once or twice when i stopped. I was smitten.
So, when we got home, Christine took GreyBeard for his evening walk — he zoomed out right under the cat carrier, totally ignoring the new presence — and i took the carrier back to the bedroom. We knew we were going to set her up in the full bathroom, but i just wanted to sit with her for a while longer.
But, you know, the bed is very much the other cats’ territory. So Mr M came in, sniffed the back of the carrier, and slunk low around to its front, and peered in. When he started to hiss, i reached to pull him away, and that’s when his amygdala fired. He chomped me HARD. Christine and i ended up being distracted from the new cat for the whole following weekend as we took me off for IV antibiotics and an aggressive treatment of the nasty infection.
Meanwhile, we’ve gotten to know Greycie (Miss Grace). For the past few weeks she’s demonstrated a fondness for hiding in the darkest hiding places she could find, including crawling under the kitchen sink and disappearing behind the dishwasher. She mewed and chatted quite a bit early on, but now most of her discourse seems to be hisses and growls at the other cats. She does seem to enjoy being held and petted and is very curious about us bipeds. Time will tell whether she gets along with the grey Boys.
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