Balak is one of our multitude of little black cats.
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Balak - KN |
She came to us in the summer of 2018, a feral brought to us by VOKRA – her feral status as part of a TNR program can be seen in her clipped ears – and she began her stay in the DoubleWide. Many of the DW starters, once their cage is opened, make their way to the covered deck area – home from home for the semi-ferals. There they have all the comforts of living inside, without the pressure of constantly having to interact with humans.
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This was as much as we ever saw of her - KN |
Balak was one of the most shy cats of the bunch. On the deck there are lots of places to hide – draped shelves, high-up runways, cuddled with other cats in an anonymous pile. Balak took hiding to an extreme, not only hiding under one of the big arm-chairs, but worming her way
inside the chair, so that even when it was moved for cleaning the floor, she remained in hiding.
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Braving the big wide world - LBF |
She must have been on the DW deck for almost two years, when she suddenly decided that life could hold more, took her courage in her paws and made her way to the main door. At first, the move was not noticed – we saw so little of her that her absence on the deck wasn’t really noted. But several people commented on a new black cat in the back courtyard, and we realised that it was Balak who had relocated.
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Becoming more relaxed - LBF |
The move did wonders for her. There are many hiding places adjacent to the Newcomers and the SingleWide building, and many other wary cats who hang out there – Sylar and Quinn, Steele and Smithy, Midnight and Magpie, to name a few – and Balak found her own hidey-holes. But the move gave her fresh confidence, and we started seeing her out in the open more frequently.
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Up on the roof - MS |
In fact, she takes “out in the open” to extremes, just as she did with her DW deck hiding place. In good weather, she can frequently be found on top of Waldi’s Hut, queen of all she surveys. There are always a few cats who sit by the fence and watch for bird and rat movement in the brambles just outside; Balak prefers to think bigger, watching activity both in the Sanctuary and much further afield.
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Indulging in a little 'nip - KN |
Balak is not likely to be one of those ferals who suddenly decides that humans are OK and that she wants to be friends, though she is on the verge of accepting tidbits by hand. For now, she is still very wary around us, and she has not ventured into the TeaRoom with the really sociable cats. But she explores the area quite openly, and she’s one of the few females who hangs around with the Boys Club guys.
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Balak with Sylar and Smithy - KN |
After years of defining all the Sanctuary cats as “unadoptable”, we are working very hard with the ones who have potential, to find them cat-savvy homes with people who understand the issues around working with a semi-feral cat. But there’s a big difference between a cautious cat like
Leona, who has gone to her own home with a volunteer, and one like Balak, who still fears interaction with humans – Balak is still very much a feral, and as such, is one of many cats who relies on us for a place of Sanctuary.
Blog by Brigid Coult
Photos by Lisa Brill-Friesen, Karen Nicholson & Molly Sjerdal
Thank you for sharing! Balak always enjoyed climbing when we looked after her.
ReplyDeleteFaithful, as I call her, is an amazing cat. We had a good friendship when she lived at our block, just as she did with Marisa and James on "her" side of the building.
ReplyDeleteWe first became acquainted because she kept bullying one of my cats, who I admit could be a bit annoying. One day I yelled at her to stop and then I felt bad about it. So from then on what I did instead when she had him cornered was to say in a bright voice hello hello oh how are you, etc. etc. The tone of my voice was so different from the interaction that it distracted her enough for him to run away, but it also made her interested in me. Overtime she became a frequent visitor to my patio. I could open the door and put food down beside her and once she even took it from my hand, but I was not allowed to touch her.
. Even that changed. She used to watch me grooming and petting Sparky in the doorway and she was very curious. She could see how happy he was. So one time she started rubbing her cheek against the patio window, and I put my fingers up and made scratching motions on my side of the glass. This became our way of cuddling. Faithful on her side of the glass and me on mine with her cheek being scratched, in theory, by my safely shielded fingers.
Sparky never forgave her for bullying him, and I think fighting with him through the window was probably as much fun as being scratched or fed by me.
I was very sad when Faithful went to RAPS, only because I missed her. I was also very grateful that she ended up in such a safe environment. I am so, so happy to hear that my old friend has begun to find her confidence again. Though always wary, she had an amazing confidence. I am delighted that you are getting to see that side of her at last.