This pretty kitty is Moon, she is a feral cat I am fostering for the Humane Society shelter. Moon is a very young animal and this is likely her first litter. She has two adorable babies just 2 weeks old. Because I work socializing the feral and barn cats at the shelter, I met Moon right after she gave birth. She was living in a small cage to separate her from the other cats.
Moon was certainly hard to approach and having kittens made her even more defensive. I worked with her for awhile, scratching and stroking her with the long wood dowel I use to touch feral cats. She stopped her growling and hissing and actually started to rub back and purr. Under her prickly exterior I could tell there was a gentle, loving cat.
The shelter is pretty much filled to capacity with cats. Mother cats with litters are usually fostered out to volunteer homes where the babies are raised in a friendly environment. Poor Moon was too wild to go to a foster home. The shelter can’t let people take feral cats due to the risk of injury. Luckily, I am an expert at handling feral cats. With over 2.5 years of volunteer work at the shelter socializing barn cats, the personnel realized I was up for the job. I volunteered to give Moon a comfortable room at my house for the duration of raising her babies.
She came home with me today. At first she was very shy and hid behind the toilet in our upstairs bathroom where she will be living. Finally I coaxed her into the box with her kittens. The box is about the size of her cage at the shelter. I think Moon will be pleased to have so much more room to stretch out. I plan to socialize her and her kittens so they have chances to find good, indoor homes. They will be staying with us until the babies are 8 weeks old and ready to leave their mom. Then Moon will be spayed and made ready for adoption.
I’ve already begun handling the kittens. Their eyes are just barely open. They have had minimal human contact. While mom was distracted I held and patted each of them. One is black with a bit of white and the other is a yellow tiger. They both initially hissed and spit at me. So funny to see such brave ferocity coming from tiny balls of fluff! By the time the first socializing lesson was finished, both kittens were relaxed, cuddled in my hands asleep.
I love cats and especially adore kittens. I cherish the opportunity to make a difference for these sweet animals.