As they all do, I’m sure he has a huge story to tell, a big tall short haired Black with a tiny tuff of white on his chest, a curled ear and a big old bump in his tail from where it broke and healed, he was heard in the ditch in front of the house, and while hubby had a idea of where he was in the talk grass.. he was having no luck.. Kitty kitty was getting him no where..
I tried a few different calls, and when I got to the “meow, Meow” he answer me back and with some time and a sweet female voice, a black face showed in up peeking from the tall grass.. he was leary, o he wants to make friends but he was unsure, he made it half way and then ran back, when a car passed, back into the grass he ran, finally he got almost in touching distance of just me, hubby having backed off, and then it came, the first head bump to my fingers..
Ten min later, we had made friends enough that I was able to put him in the cage to bring him onto the farm, he is a safe spot, he is on the lean side at the moment, and he was very happy to see a bowl of food and water, he was much calmer this morning and had some cuddle time with me, he knows what dogs are, he is not rude with other kitties but he is careful as well, he has not meet any face to face yet.
but with me and less so with hubby, he is a total sweetheart, purrs, head butts, kneeding, and twists and belly flops.. LOVE ME!
He is still intact, I will need to get him some shots and to take him for a little surgery, if anyone locally would like a middle aged love bug of a farm cat, let me know, otherwise, I think he has picked me at his person. If that is the case, so be it..