Mr Diablo

The last house cat has now been moved out to the garage. Mr Diablo came into our lives forcefully 8 years ago. While we were gone to Florida for a week he snuck in a small 3 month old feral kitten. It took several days and a camera set up on night vision to trap him. After a little debate, because we were at a place where we didn’t want any more cats having two senior cats already, we decided to keep him. He lived in a dog cage inside his own room for several weeks where we forced our love on him hourly. It didn’t take long for him to decide he liked it and was able to be out and about in the house with the others. Until a week ago, after a UTI he decided peeing outside the litter box was freeing. Turns out it was, it gave him the freedom to roam the secure acre during the day and a nice garage, which is a cat’s paradise, to sleep in at night. (Along with his two former house mates) Like most reformed feral it took several days to adjust to his new living conditions. He is now happily eat and slowly discovering his new outdoor world.

 It makes me happy that he is adjusting so well and we will continue to monitor his progress because he holds a special place in my heart.

 Our house now is cat free and my sweet Duste worked hard on her day off to clean up anything he may have left behind.

 But our home is anything but lonely, we still have Ivy Rose, Conway Tweety and the fish!