Tazmin but Taz for short |
Sometime during the last week in June I was working in the
kitchen and had a sensation that someone was looking at me. I turned around and
looked out my sliding glass doors and sitting on the porch was a skinny blue-eyed
Siamese (or Siamese mix) cat looking in. I think my heart skipped a beat.
We live in the country and the majority of our cats have
just showed up and decided to be part of our family. Black, tuxedo, tiger but
never has a Siamese wandered on our place.
Well, me being me, my first reaction, was, “Oh my heavens, I
have to feed the poor thing. “ I grabbed some cat food and a bowl and slowly
made my way outside. Of course, he ran. But he was back within ten minutes and
gobbled down the food. Step one was done.
By week two, I decided it was time for us to be introduced.
After feeding, I approached slowly. He would let me get close but there was not
going to be any touching. Sardines solved that problem. He took a Sardine piece
out of my hand. And if I smelled like Sardines I had to be good, right? Step
two was completed.
For the next two weeks we made a steady progression. My
youngest daughter and oldest grandson were visiting a lot and eagerly took part
in the “taming of the Taz”.
My oldest daughter (the veterinarian) and I had decided that
if I could crate him, she would test and neuter him on Friday morning, July 25th. The Wednesday evening before, we got him in
his crate and kept him in isolation. Step three was completed.
Taz checked out negative for all the bad stuff. We got him
wormed and neutered. Michelle says he is healthy and not more than one year old.
He is now living the high life of an indoor cat. I never thought I would ever have a Siamese cat but I am thrilled. It will always be a mystery to me on how Taz showed up at our back door in the middle of nowhere.
He is now living the high life of an indoor cat. I never thought I would ever have a Siamese cat but I am thrilled. It will always be a mystery to me on how Taz showed up at our back door in the middle of nowhere.
My Grandson now says he is a “Cat Whisperer”.
And the first line of an old song occasionally runs through
my head, “We are Siamese if you please…………we are Siamese if you don’t please.”
That's it for this week. Take care, Terri and the Poodle pack.
Today, we are taking part in two blog hops. The two hops are Barks And Bytes Blog Hop kindly hosted by 2 Brown Dawgs and Heart Like A Dog and Thoughtless Thursday by Ruckus the Eskie and Owned by a Husky.
Today, we are taking part in two blog hops. The two hops are Barks And Bytes Blog Hop kindly hosted by 2 Brown Dawgs and Heart Like A Dog and Thoughtless Thursday by Ruckus the Eskie and Owned by a Husky.
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