This is for the Aug Color Challenge..Warning, LONG Journaling:Patchy's Story
We first saw her in May 2006,
another stray cat wandering around in our apartment parking lot.
At that time there was about 4 of them.
I named them all. Bootsie, Tortie, Fluff and Patchy.
The only one that would come right to us was Bootsie,
we would later find out that she had a home
but liked to wander at night.
I tried and tried to get the rest to come to me, to trust me,
but they wouldnt have anything to do with me.
They would eat the food I put out every night,
but as soon as they would see me watching them, off they would go.
Fluff was the first one that finally gave in
and for four months he stayed in a box on our porch
until the day came that we finally knew
it was time to turn him into the Humane Society
that was in Feb 2007 (he was adopted the same week).
Next I focused all my attention on Patchy,
trying to get her to come to me.
Barry never thought I would get this stray, feral cat
to ever come close enough to touch,
and deep down neither did I.
But in March 2007 something changed
and one night when I was setting out food for the night,
I saw Patchy sitting at the end of the porch
just watching me.
As I moved the food closer to her, she stood up.
I thought she was gonna run
but to my surprise she walked toward me and the bowl.
I stood still and she started to eat.
This was progress!.
I wanted to pet her, but was I pushing my luck?
Slowly I bent down to her level,
let her see me raise my hand,
she didnt move,
I slowly moved my hand closer,
and gently touched the top of her head.
I couldnt believe what happened next.
Patchy collapsed to the ground
and rolled over on her back and showed me her belly!
No!, did she really want a tummy rub?!. Yes she did!
I couldnt believe after all this time she was just laying there
letting me pet her.
I almost cried.
I stayed outside with her for an hour petting her,
letting her rub against me
, and telling her that I was gonna get her to a good home someday.
When I went in for the night she stood by the door,
,my heart broke that I couldnt let her in
(my two cats dont share the same affection for strays that I do).
The next morning there she was laying on the rug in front of the door
ready to greet me.
That night I brought home a box from work
and put an old sheet in it,
she immediately went inside and stretched out and went to sleep.
Patchy stayed on the porch for 2 months.
I wanted to get her to trust me enough to pick her up
and put her in a carrier.
That day came on May 22, 2007.
We took her to the Humane Society vet
and to everyones surprise we discovered that she was microchipped!
The vet pulled up the owners information
and with us standing next to Patchy she made the phone call.
The owner was in shock and said
"we lost her over a year ago" "are you sure its her?",
He then described her as having "brown" patches,
and being "very small"
(after being fed 3 times a day, she wasnt that small anymore..LOL)
the vet said yes and asked him if he wanted her back.
He said "yes" and that he would notify his wife
and they would pick her up that evening.
I cried so hard leaving her,
happy that she was going home
but full of questions of how she got away from them in the first place.
.Would it happen again?
We left all of our information with the vet
and asked if she could pass it on to the owners.
.We wanted to know what area they lived in,
how close it was to us
and what was her real name?
Later that night Barry called the vet
to find out if she had been picked up
the vet said yes
and that when the wife saw her "she cried",
and they seemed so happy to have her back.
.She said she passed on our information,
we thanked her and she thanked us
for taking such good care of Patchy.
For about a week every time the phone rang
I was hoping it was the owners,
they never called.
We can only guess
that maybe she is a Princess
or a Molly or maybe even a Jasmine,
no matter what her real name is,
she will always be "Patchy" to me..