The orange cat that has been appearing on our doorstep every morning is safely sheltered at our local humane society tonight. Poor fella. He came back early last evening, and I found him curled up under the deck. I don't know where he slept last night, but he was favoring his right paw when he came up on the porch for his morning food. He didn't disappear after breakfast like he has other days, so we knew today was the day to corral him and take him to safety.
Ken and I knew the orange cat needed to go to the animal shelter.
We still felt badly for him. We talked about all the reasons we couldn't keep him, not the least of which was how Leo would feel about having a young, male cat move into his territory. The orange cat needed the attention he will get at the shelter.
Leo was grateful. He went outside and checked out all the places that the other cat had been. All afternoon and evening he followed us around and purred and climbed into one of our laps at every opportunity. We reassured Leo that he is our only cat.
We never could have guessed ten months ago that a stray cat would enter our home and our hearts. But he has. We call him Leo, and he loves us, too.
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I do hope he's happy in his new home, and that someone loves him as much as we love Leo. (and that if I ever find myself in a position to acquire another cat, it'll be as beautiful as he was!)
Leo's a lucky boy. :)
Here's to the orange cat finding a wonderful place to live. With his winsome ways, he should have no problem with that. Sounds like he would have gotten into trouble living on his own in the wild.
I think Leo put up a sign for all orange cats to come to your house for assist and support! Well done Sharon!
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