Ralph is a half Calico and half stray. He's about 8 or 9 years old. We have a wood pile behind our house, for the fire place in the winter. One day I noticed this beautiful Calico cat walking around our house. So I went outside and befriended her. She was super friendly, so I decided to keep her. We had mice in the wood pile, and the shed next to it.
It was early spring, and this spring was a little warmer than normal so I was sitting on the side porch right after dinner. As always, here comes kitty, we never did name her, we just called her Kitty or Sweetie or whatever. There wasn't really a reason to name her, I never had to call for her, if we were out side, she was by our side. As I was sitting there, she peaked around the corner of the house. This time she took a little longer to approach, but when she did, she was followed by a kitten, then two, then three. "Oh my." There was eight kittens in all. Talk about cute!
Eight long hair calico kittens, all of them different colors. They looked about five weeks old, so I knew I had some time with them before I would have to give them away. When that time came, I put a "Free Kittens" sign in the front yard. By the weekend, all the kittens had new homes except one. He wouldn't hang around and be looked at with the rest of the kittens, he would always dart off somewhere. Kitty seemed OK during the whole process of giving her kittens away. Except the one. We could never even catch him. He decided he wasn't going anywhere.
As spring turned into summer Kitty hung around us whenever we were out side, along with her large kitten. He wouldn't have anything to do with us. As midsummer came, I was sitting on the side porch after dinner enjoying the evening just before sunset. Kitty would join me, but this time it took her a little longer to come around the corner of the house. And she finally did, I thought - here we go again. Eight little fuss balls and one big one followed her. I laughed and said, "Kitty you have to stop."
Again, when the time came the sign went back up, and we started giving kittens away. When there was only Kitty and three of her small kittens, and one big one left. A very nice couple came by and they said that they would take all of them, including Kitty. They had a dairy farm out side of town. What a perfect place for Kitty and her kittens, I thought. I didn't want to give Kitty away, but I had a very sick cat in the house. (More on that in a min.) And with winter just around the corner I didn't want any cats outside. So we gathered all the kittens and Kitty for the couple to take to their farm, except for the big one. he was no where to be found.
As summer turned into fall, I sat on the bottom step of the side porch, I started to talk to the big kitten. I started by just sticking my foot out and wiggling it to see if he would come to it. We became friends. when I went outside to feed him or do yard work, all I had to do was stick my foot out, and he would come and rub on it. I put the sign back out, but nobody wanted him. So I had to make a decision. Winter was coming, and I don't believe in leaving pets outside in the winter. Inside the house, I already had a 19 year old cat named Petie who was diabetic and required shots twice a day. Should I bring the new cat in? Or give Petie the peace he need in his last days.
I decided to name the big kitten Ralph, get him fixed, and bring him in. By this time the nights were getting very cold. Everything worked out good when Ralph came in. He stayed with Petie all the time. He seemed to know something was wrong, he would clean him and they would cuddle together. They spent about a year together.
The last time we took Petie to the vet, we were advised to put him to sleep, because the quality of his life was getting worse. It was hard to say good bye, but we did. We had him cremated and put into a little wood box, with his name engraved on a brass plate on front. We put him in the spare room with his collar and a photo of him. We have a little dog also in the same room.
Forgot to mention also that during this time we have a dog also. She's a small dog, pure white, half poodle and half something else. She would not leave the wood pile alone. we thought it was the mice. But when I would sit on the side porch with her - Buffy, and introduced to the new kittens both times, Buffy already knew them. lol They came right up to her and start playing with her. It was amazing to watch. So right now it is Buffy and Ralph in the house, and they are friends. Once Ralph came into the house, he has never wanted to go back outside again. And that has been about 9 years now. He is happy being lazy. This is a true story, the short version.
Ralph likes to chase his treats when I throw them. I have lots to share , but not enough time too.
By David from Front Royal, VA
Ralph looks like a big boy! I'm glad it all worked out in the end with Petie and Ralph (and Buffy, too!). We took in a stray kitten this past May. He was very lethargic, and the vet said he was close to death. Now he's thriving, and giving our other two cats Hell! Got him fixed just before Christmas, because he was trying to make my 13 year old male cat his girlfriend. (gasp!)
Thanks for sharing, and enjoy your furry friends!
What a lovely story and thank you for telling us about big ol' Ralph and all the rest of the crew ;-)
PS: I love his picture :-)
Thank you David for one of the most touching pet stories I've ever read. You have to be a real "animal person" to be so in touch with these furry creatures, and it's wonderful to read about someone who takes the time to pay that much
attention to them and their needs. You are a rare person.
Your story brought tears to my eyes and filled my heart with joy at the same time. I am hoping that you will share more of your animal experiences with us. Maybe you should consider writing a book. There are so many people out here who would cherish such a nice collection of stories.
Don't keep us waiting too long. Thank you so much for sharing with us. Julia in Boca Raton, FL
He is so beautiful. I know he is in kitty heaven.
O.M.G. He looks like he is on the same diet as me. The staypuff marshmallow man on ghost buster. He is to cute.
Thank you all for your nice feedback. Ralph is doing fine. Same as always - eats and sleeps. LOL He does like to play some. When he is up on the bed with me watching TV, he likes it when I wad up pieces of paper and throw them at him. He catches them and tears them apart on his back. He likes cardboard the best. When we're in the living room, he gets cat nip on a sheet of news paper. He eats some and then he rols all over the news paper. LOL Then when he bored with making a mess with the cat nip, he wants his mouse. It's a fur mouse I keep in the jar of cat nip. He'll play with that for a while until he's ready for another cat nap. I would let him keep his mouse out, but Buffy - the dog like to eat them. :o)
Thanks, David, I really enjoyed your story. My son and I have taken in three cats under three different circumstances, but all on their way to the pound. They are so much company, entertainment, mischief and joy! I don't know what life would be like without them! You've given your pets a lot of love, and a wonderful home. It's good to know people like you are around! --Tamaram55
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