The lady was sitting on the couch on Saturday night watching tv in the dark, when she caught something out the corner of her eye and it totally freaked her out! It was the orange intruder kitty staring at her through the window.
Here is Cal watching her from the window
They gave her food, water, and a bed on the porch. She ate the food then went down stairs. She likes to sleep in the garage so the man opened the door enough where she could go in and he moved the bed down there. He is very brave to let the kitty sleep down there with his fully restored 1969 Chevelle.
Nom nom nom nom She only comes around a couple of nights a week and never during the day. They saw her on Friday on the other side of the neighborhood in someone's yard and assumed that is where she lives, or maybe they just feed her too? She really seems to be well fed. The man named her Holley, not Holly, but Holl
ey as in Holley carburetors?? Yeah, we don't know either!
They are going to do a little research and ask around the neighborhood to find out if she belongs to someone. If not, off to the vet she goes to make sure she is spayed and get her vaccinations. Maybe then she can be relocated to a barn.
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We hope you can find out where the introoder lives.
Poor little intruder kitty! Thanks for watching out for her!
Awwww....sweet kitty.....and sweet beans you have. We are so glad you are taking care of her!
THANK YOU SO MUCH for watching out for this little one! I'm guessing that Holley is a male though .... since "it" is a solid ginger!
Holley is obviously well fed. I hope she/he has a home and just likes to roam the neighborhood. I agree with Whimpurr's that Holley is most likely a boy, but in the kittens we rescued with Ollie the solid ginger was a girl.
Fatty used to be fed by the neighborhood but most times slept and ate here in our basement. I really miss her ...
~ Shadow ~
Cory's mom here! We had a neighbor cat visit us when his family was on vacation for weekends and sometimes whole weeks. He just camped out in our yard and ate our food and our nip and hung out like he lived her. Then he'd disappear. It took us a long time to figure out where he lived. We named him Bogey because he looked like Humphrey Bogart to us. His real name was C.J. When his beans would come home from whereever, they knew where to come looking for him!
PS. On the cardiomyopathy, that could be what happened to your sweet Sylvester. With our Nimue, she started limping the day before, which we found out is a sign of cardiomyopathy...a clot that impacts their hind legs. Less than 24 hours later she was gone. It happens fast.
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