Pico

Blog by Marianne Moore

Pico was recently surrendered to RAPS by her owners because she wasn’t using her litter box.  There were other animals in the home so maybe she was simply trying to mark her territory, as sometimes happens. Her family had patiently tried to resolve the problem for some time but, despite their love for little Pico, she couldn’t stay in their home.  At the Sanctuary, she’ll be just one of many cats there who, for whatever reason, prefer to “do their business” outside the litter box.

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Pico’s still living in a “private suite” (i.e. large cage) at the Cat Sanctuary so it remains to be seen what she does once she’s out and interacting with the many cats there.  One thing is certain: She’ll be loved by all the humans at the Sanctuary, whether she uses a litter box appropriately or not.  She's not so keen on the other cats, from inside her cage, and time will tell how she interacts with them.

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Pico’s a cute and very friendly little thing who always appreciates a visit and an opportunity for a little lap time.   She’ll call to anyone passing by her cage to come inside and spend time with her, which they usually do.  How can they resist those pretty green eyes and the meows of invitation?

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She’s still just a youngster – not quite four years old  – and a pretty active one at that.  Whenever I’ve been in her cage, she gets so excited that she practically spins around in circles.  A quick head butt to my hands, a brief jump onto my lap, then down to the floor for a little spin, and …. repeat.   She likes to have company when she “dines” so would stop all that activity only long enough to munch a bit of kibble from her bowl then - happily off again.   The little scamp was determined to squirm into my bag to snag a bag of catnip from it but all my attempts to get her to pose so that I could take a nice photo of her pretty face failed.  It took someone with a more sophisticated camera than mine to capture her when not in perpetual motion.

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Pico will soon be released from her cage and able to roam about. When that happy day comes, we may have a problem at first identifying her among several other friendly tabbies.  We’ll have to look for those green eyes to know for sure it’s her!

Blog by Marianne Moore

Pictures by Brigid Coult & Marianne Moore