The Journals of Bob, the adopted cat.

0 Comments Posted by tcahvet in News on Friday, November 22nd, 2013.

Bob was a stray cat that ended up at Town & Country Animal Hospital over a year ago. Bob was loved by everyone here and we vowed to find him the perfect home. He was adopted a few months ago, but unfortunately it did not work out. A wonderful long time client of Town & Country Animal Hospital had a cat that recently passed away. She decided it was time to welcome a new cat into her family, so when she met Bob, it was fate. Bob is so lucky to have met her because as you can see by the journal she has written below, he has finally found the perfect home.

Here is a story of Bob and his new Mom’s first few days together:

 

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I would like to introduce you to Bob.

11/17/13

The Lord has blessed. I am a new mom. Meet Bob. He is about 1 1/2 yrs old. Thank you Town & Country Animal Hospital, for introducing me to my new pet.

Bob has had a rough young life and does not know how to accept his freedom yet. His fear of companionship is greater than his need to know his new companion. Sometimes our life can place us in the same position. Our fear of tackling what we consider the unknown is greater than our need to walk in blind faith with Christ. Bob will eventually come to realize his dependency upon me. In like manner, we will come to realize our total dependency upon Christ, our Lord & Savior who will lead, guide, and direct our footsteps.

 

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Mon, Nov 11, 2013 at 4:22 PM

Nov 11

This is my new baby. He is approximately 1 1/2 yrs old. He was born without a tail/bobbed tail. I guess that his name came about because of his bobbed tail.

I visited the vet’s office to thank one of their techs, Chris, for her prayers and for keeping tabs on me after Precious’ death and during my treatments. She showed me the cats that needed a home and I automatically felt my heart strings tugged on by Bob. The last parent had to give him up because her cats would not accept him. I do not know what happened with his first parent, but Chris knew him from a kitten. I did not know, when I said yes, that they were getting ready to send him to the Humane Society for euthanization because of space and he had been living in a cage there for almost a year. The staff is very attached to him and when they found out that I was taking him they cheered, clapped, and smiled.

There was no charge for the adoption. Chris provided me with everything that I needed to start off with (I got rid of most of Precious’ stuff). She also stated that they will take care of Bob’s shots and food needs for this next year. However, it was stated clearly that if Bob does not work out I should bring him back to them.

So far so good. He is warming up to me. Bob Loves his scratch post (not d-clawed). I will not be bringing him to Port Charlotte until I have socialized him and leash trained him. My friend Joanne said that she will take care of him while I am there.

I am excited. I will let you know how things progress.

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Tue, Nov 12, 2013 at 8:48 PM

Tue, 8:48 PM

Oh no! I had been looking for him all day . It was impossible for him not to be found in my small house. This morning I took him out of my bedroom, closed all doors; closets, master bedroom, guest bedroom and guest bathroom. There was, simply, no place for him to hide. GEEZ! I told friends that the last place that I saw him was in the kitchen. Where could he have gone?

 

I looked and I looked. I called and I called…Did not hear a meow out of him.

Then….tonight….I remembered. I was watching TV when I remembered that there is a hole, at floor level, underneath the kitchen counter between the dishwasher and the cabinetry (not really visible unless you purposefully look for it). I picked up my flash light and found the block that was used to close the hole. It was laying down on its side blocking my view from seeing anything else under there. After moving the block….there he was/is laying against the back wall. After he decides to come out of hiding I will have to figure out how to fix the block so that he cannot venture into the ‘cat cave’ again.

I am happy now.
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Sat, 11:48 AM

Bob – Continuing Saga

This past Thursday Will closed the space where Bob was hiding. As soon as Will started the task, by moving the dishwasher, Bob ran out and disappeared again. I thought that maybe Bob had been closed up in the space. Will assured me that Bob was not in there.

Friday morning, there was very little evidence of Bob’s roaming. Previous nights, after I went to bed he would be the ghost cat. I would hear him pawing at his litter box and in the morning I could see that he had eaten. This was not true for Thursday night/Friday morning. I had to get reassurance from Will that Bob was not closed in to the space under the cabinetry.

I talk to Bob throughout the day, but Friday I could not recall his name so I laughed as I went through the names of previous pets; Precious, Bruce, and somewhere down the line Bob’s name popped up. He knew who I was talking to.

Friday night, I was in my bedroom watching TV and all of a sudden I heard a raucous. I asked Bob “Bob, what are you doing?” Of course he did not respond, but kept up the noise. I could not see him and did not want to turn on lights or make quick moves for fear that he would go back into hiding. The only thing that I could contribute the noise to was Bob playing with his litter box or he had found something to claw at. The noise lasted, off and on, for about thirty minutes.  I figured that I would find something shredded when I got up in the morning.

This morning, my mind was on the damage I would find from Bob’s escapade. I looked around my bedroom and in my closet, but did not find anything. Bob used the litter box…okay. Then I went into the living room. Oh my! He had fun with my artificial ficus tree. His toys were gathered in the middle of the floor and are now scattered abroad. There was a cat toy on the top of the scratching post, which was been pulled out. Oh! He did eat…just about all of his food. My guess is that he got hungry after all of that romping.

I am excited because he came out of hiding while I was still up and the TV was on and he did not go back into hiding when I talked to him. I do not know where his new hiding place is. Oh how hilarious. I am enjoying this.

Patient? I was not in the beginning. Patience is an ongoing lesson for me. Bob is this lesson’s teaching tool. Maybe in another week I can report that he came out and let me pet him.

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Subject Tuesday, November 19, 2013 11:05 AM:

You are all invited to Bob’s Coming Out Party…well, not yet.

Sunday night, I figured out where Bob is hiding. I had searched my bedroom for him, including under the bed (pulling out the storage items) and did not find him). I do not see how it is possible, but he is hiding under my bed. He must have made a cat cave out of my box spring (?). Bob came out of the room, Sunday night, while I was on my computer. I was able to chat with him without him running back to his hiding place. He walked around a while and scampered when I got up from my computer and went into the kitchen. He joined me in the kitchen where I fed him and disappeared when I turned on the sink disposal. I was beginning to think that he was really a ghost or a figment of my imagination.

Monday night, I decided not to place food in his dish until morning.

Tuesday morning, I heard Bob playing. He came back into the bedroom and meowed me. I asked him “do you want to eat?” When I came out of the room Bob led me to his food dish and stood by while I filled it. When I moved he moved back to the kitchen entrance. I said to him “come eat” and waved my hand towards his food. He walked over to his dish and ate after which he watched me from a distance.

I walked into the living room, sat on the floor, and began playing with his toys. Bob watched (as if to say, “I want to play too) as I tossed them around. Then I remembered that I had a laser light (for cats) that he could play with. He had a funtastic time playing with the light. It tired me out watching him flip, jump, and run trying to catch it. After I turned it off he would continue to look for it until I turned it back on.

I retrieved his treats and tried to get him to take them from my hand. He would not, but he did come closer to me. Bob allowed me to pet him, a little.

Bob is back in hiding now.

Stay tuned for the next chapter of Bob’s Great Adventures.

Sondra

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