There is a cat prowling around my house right as we speak. She is a cream-colored cat with ginger ears and a bit of buff in its coat. The vet tells me she is a medium-hair cat. She has extra toes on both front feet. It has ice-blue eyes, and she purrs constantly. My friend who lives in the apartment complex where we found her suspects her of being at least part Maine Coon Cat. Her microchip says her name is Polly, but if her owner cannot be found, we'll probably call her Angel.
We went over to a friend's apartment last night to meet her puppy and go to the hot tub for a bit. As we're exiting the hot tub, this cat appeared and kept coming over to look at us, then shying away. We walked back to the apartment and it followed us, eventually starting to meow. David and April, one of our friends, went down to look at it. She let them pick her up and bring her inside without the slightest fuss, apparently quite relieved to be indoors again. The friends had a collapsible cage that we borrowed. One of the friends was allergic to cats, so she couldn't stay there. We couldn't tell whether she'd been declawed or not (not as it turns out, they were just cut very short) and she had no collar, and a bit of stuff stuck in her tail fur) and we couldn't just leave her out there, so we took her home.
She began purring as soon as we let her out of the cage in the house. She slept on a corner of my bed. I've never seen a cat like this before, and I admit to being a sad she had a microchip. Friends are looking for flyers in their neighborhood, and I've started checking the papers for "lost" ads. I'm going to put a "found" ad in this weekend.
Although -- The address of the lady listed in the microchip is hell and gone from Kirkland where we found her, though, and only gives a P.O. Box. The phone number apparently hasn't been right for some time. We have a work number, but we've thus far been unable to reach anyone there, and the two ladies mentioned on the answering machine... well, neither one matches the name given on the microchip.
I've never had a cat, but I'm already loathe to give her up. Keep your fingers crossed for me.
We went over to a friend's apartment last night to meet her puppy and go to the hot tub for a bit. As we're exiting the hot tub, this cat appeared and kept coming over to look at us, then shying away. We walked back to the apartment and it followed us, eventually starting to meow. David and April, one of our friends, went down to look at it. She let them pick her up and bring her inside without the slightest fuss, apparently quite relieved to be indoors again. The friends had a collapsible cage that we borrowed. One of the friends was allergic to cats, so she couldn't stay there. We couldn't tell whether she'd been declawed or not (not as it turns out, they were just cut very short) and she had no collar, and a bit of stuff stuck in her tail fur) and we couldn't just leave her out there, so we took her home.
She began purring as soon as we let her out of the cage in the house. She slept on a corner of my bed. I've never seen a cat like this before, and I admit to being a sad she had a microchip. Friends are looking for flyers in their neighborhood, and I've started checking the papers for "lost" ads. I'm going to put a "found" ad in this weekend.
Although -- The address of the lady listed in the microchip is hell and gone from Kirkland where we found her, though, and only gives a P.O. Box. The phone number apparently hasn't been right for some time. We have a work number, but we've thus far been unable to reach anyone there, and the two ladies mentioned on the answering machine... well, neither one matches the name given on the microchip.
I've never had a cat, but I'm already loathe to give her up. Keep your fingers crossed for me.