Lost And Found

My Big Fuzz flew the coop. He's the one on the right...
Apparently he made his way back to our old house and has moved back into the garage. That was rather terrifying to hear. Since he had to cross over 80 acres of open desert and cross a very busy highway. Luckily for us (and the Big Fuzz) the people who are living in the old house are friends and are perfectly willing to let him stay. He has food and water in the garage and hopefully he stays put there until we can figure something out that will make him want to stay here at the new house.

Since BF's departure last week, his brother Duece (the white/black cat on the left in the above photo) has been dashing into the house every single time the door is opened. He has never been alone and doesn't like it AT ALL. I have been letting him stay in and so far no big cat fights and no spraying. Duece has been spending most of his time in Megan's bedroom and having him back snuggling with her at night has made Megan very happy.

This might work. If Duece gets settled in the house with the other two cats, maybe I can bring the Big Fuzz back and do the same thing with him. It might work one at a time.

And then there is this poor thing (he's really not this ugly, just wouldn't give me an decent photo ops-LOL)...
"Charlie Cat" (I had to call him something and he looks like the last cat my dad had who's name was Charlie as well) made it known this morning that he was in dire need of some groceries and maybe a new home. He is nothing but a rack of bones under that fluff...
This morning I met My Honey at the corner and stopped to visit for a second. I was returning from taking my nephew to the airport and MH was headed into town. As I was leaning out the window to talk to MH, I see this cat coming out of the ditch and heading for the vehicles. It came right between the vehicles and started meowing and rubbing on MH's car. I told MH to be careful when he pulled away so he didn't run over the cat. The poor cat was meowing very loudly and rubbing frantically on the car body. About the time, MH leans his head out the window to look down at the cat, I can tell this cat is sizing up whether he can make the jump into the open pickup window, when that cat saw MH lean his head out of the car door, he didn't even hesitate...He jumped right in the car. Obviously this poor guy was desperate and wasn't about to let a good opportunity pass him by. The second MH had his hands on him, he realized how starved the cat was and we decided to at least take him to the house and let him eat something.

Poor kitty attacked the food so we left him alone for a while to eat, drink and then get some rest. MH headed into town and strangely enough noticed a flyer with a picture of a cat that looked like the one we had just picked up. We called the number and the lady was just out to look at him. It's not her cat, so I guess we have a guest for awhile or a new cat. We'll see what Charlie Cat decides to do when he gets his belly filled up. He's neutered and extremely friendly. He was obviously someone's pet, but has been wayward for long enough to starve down. If he hadn't been starved, we never would have brought him home. I'll have Meg make some fliers to hang up just in case Charlie wasn't dumped out here, but I'm guessing from the shape he is in, he's been on his own for at least a couple of weeks and doesn't appear to be a cat comfortable with an outdoor lifestyle....as in...apparently didn't know how to hunt well enough to feed himself.