One day, we were playing outside, and I guess he's decided we aren't a threat. He came right up to us and boy is he a cuddler! He loves my little girl now, as you can see in the picture. He loves to purr as loudly as he can and rub himself all over us, he's such a sweetie. I'm sure glad he's decided to be friends with us!
By Stacey S. from Orem, UT
By
10/07/2011
more random "thumbs down"? Not nice!
We had a stray in our neighborhood when I was a teenager, who was the biggest, meanest cat I ever saw. He was jet black & had a head & shoulders like a bull, he whipped every cat & dog around-they were all terrified of him. People yelled & threw rocks at him whenever they saw him in their yards, they were all afraid of him too. I was afraid of him because he'd hiss & spit if you accidentally got near him. He liked to lay under our lilac bushes.
One day I caught him on our porch & as he ran,I noticed something funny about his neck. Using binoculars, I discovered he had a flea collar so embedded in his neck it had grown into the skin! It was making his head & neck swell badly & he had almost no voice.His breathing was shallow & rough, I don't have any doubt he would've suffocated if I hadn't done something.
It took me a couple of weeks coaxing him with food, to come closer to the house until I had him eating on the steps - as along as I stayed in the house.Eventually I was able to
stand on the porch, then sit on the steps while he ate, then he let me pet him-he decided he liked his ears scratched. He would purr & try to meow at me with his poor silent voice. One day I managed to quickly (barely) slip some scissors under the collar & cut it off a little bit at a time - expecting to get torn to shreds any second! When I pulled it off, it took skin, hair & blood with it. He cried & ran away, but he came back again & let me clean it with peroxide.
I think it was a great relief to him to have it off. He continued to come every day for food & let me scratch his ears, even giving the honors to my mom. He would purr & meow, with a voice that stayed hoarse. But he remained wild & never let us get closer than that. He was only around for a few more months before he disappeared. He was getting old & probably lost a fight with a dog or a car. I like to think I made his last months the happiest he'd had in his miserable life.
By
09/28/2011
I went through a very similar experience with a long, haired, solid black cat that was named Spooky. I've never heard any cat purr as loud as he did. I felt honored that he permitted me to touch him and it didn't take long for him to win my heart. Thanks for sharing!
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