Another Tri-Paw'd Cat

Handsome Guacamole  (KN)

In the last year or so, we’ve seen more three-legged cats come into our care than I remember through all the years before...  In the Front Courtyard we still have floofy orange Marmalade (missing back leg) and tuxedo Chutney (missing front leg).  Both are inhabitants of the Old Rabbit Area, the favourite base of the feral cats, and both are very wary about contact with humans, though they like to be around when tidbits are being offered.  

Front Courtyard tri-paw'd cats Chutney and Marmalade  (BC)

I have managed to persuade Chutney to accept food from my hand, but she prefers to keep her distance. Marmalade only allows Lisa to touch her, and black Wasabi, who is still very spooked by being here, is not into human contact at all.  Another Front Courtyard tripod was not with us long – sweet Jelly was shy in her cage, but blossomed into a flirt when released.  She relocated herself to the Hill House, placing herself in one of the tabletop beds, conveniently within reach, where she wiggled her way into her adopter’s heart, and found her own home. We miss you, Jelly, but we’re so happy for you!

Jelly (BC) and Trooper (BB) - now happily adopted

In the fall, volunteer Brit introduced Trooper on the blog – our brave boy who came all the way from Saskatchewan with a paw mangled by a leg-trap. Trooper made himself totally at home with the FIV cats in New Aids, and has become a lap-cat with visitors and volunteers alike. He stole someone’s heart to the point of being adopted – we will miss him, but are delighted for him.

Guacamole exploring around the back of Pen 8  (BC)

While preparing a blog early last fall about a trio of black cats in the Back Courtyard, I encountered a longhaired black boy moving slightly clumsily – and realized that this was yet another tri-paw’d cat. Like the two Front Courtyard cats above, he was wary of attention, but proved to be willing to stay around and be admired, though he was not yet ready for actual contact.  FIV+ Trooper came to us already tame and named – but the other amputees had no names when they arrived. Marmalade had been an obvious name for our orange girl, and the med staff decided to stay with the food theme for our incoming tripods, so this black boy was called Guacamole.

Guacamole (BC)

He’s a cat whose rescue was assisted by social media; Lisa tells me that he had been spotted by someone over a period of some months, but since this was Surrey and there are lots of feral cats to be found, they just assumed he was another feral.  But coming back after a visit away, they noticed that he was limping badly, and put out a Facebook call to get help for him. This is exactly the sort of thing that spurs Ken and Lisa into action; they set traps, got him in, and immediately discovered that he was seriously in need of medical care, with one paw off – perhaps caught in some sort of leghold trap – and an infected leg.  No Sanctuary stop for this boy – he went straight to the hospital for an amputation. 

Yes, I'm happy to accept petting!   (BC)

We suspect that Guacamole is in fact a stray rather than a feral; he had all the hissy wariness that tends us label a cat as a feral, but in the last six months he has gone from hiding behind Pen 8, to lolling around the courtyard even when humans are at hand. He’s not part of the chickaholic crowd, like Sylar and Pumpkin – he prefers crunchy treats to chicken – but is obviously drawn to the socializing that happens at those times.  He now allows petting when he is relaxing in one of the courtyard patio chairs – and not just the odd touch: he accepts full-body pets, and wriggles happily. 

Lindor on the table and Guacamole on the chair:
both hoping for treats!  (BC)

I find it interesting how cats react to their disabilities.  Marmalade is a chonky little girl, and a rear amputation has taken time for her to get used to; she’s not as active as front-amputee Chutney, though she can move when she needs to.  But Jelly was a rear-amputee too, and very active from the start.  I think front-amputee Trooper has had a slightly harder time of it, since it was his paw that was taken, but there was a good bit of upper leg left. You could see that he had to compensate for the movement of the affected limb. Wasabi has the same problem.  

Under the table is a favourite space  (KN)

Guacamole’s back paw was gone, and the surgeon amputated his whole leg – I assume because of infection – and he has quickly learned to balance himself;  he can keep up with most of the other cats, and can run and jump with ease.

Relaxed and enjoying the dappled sunlight (BC)

The Kitty Comforters have a constantly-updated list of Cats Who Need Attention, from Anne, the KC Coordinator.  I was so pleased to see Guacamole lead off on her recent Back Courtyard list;  the more he learns that humans are not to be feared, the better. Sadly, black cats are easy for people to overlook, and I hope that he will become comfortable enough with us that he might start interacting with our weekend visitors as well as the volunteers who know him and love him.

Blog by Brigid Coult
Photos by Brit Burant (Trooper),Brigid Coult & Karen Nicholson

Jelly

Jelly (AM)

The life of a cat living in the wild is often a short one, with dangers from the natural world and from humans. Even living in the cat pens with us, injuries can happen – sweet William Shakespurr, from pen 3, was found one morning with a broken leg, probably from an awkward jump, and has had a long convalescence before he could rejoin his buddies in the back courtyard. He was fortunate that we discovered his injury so soon, and that the RAPS Hospital was at hand for immediate surgery. Other cats are not so fortunate.  We have two little tripod (tri-paw’d?) cats in the feral area of the front courtyard, and in the last few months another three cats have come in with leg injuries that have necessitated amputation.

Come too close and I'll smack you!

The first of these three is a cute little tabby who came to us from Animal Allies in Alberta. RAPS has good relationships with rescues throughout the province and outside; Animal Allies was the rescue that all the Pen 3 cats came from, as the result of a major hoarding situation. In the most recent case, they rescued a mostly feral clowder from the home of an elderly man who had passed, and managed to neuter and rehome them in a rural area. Alberta weather doesn’t allow for the same set-up as our Sanctuary, and Animal Allies relies on farmcat placement when it comes to ferals.

Oh, really? You have tasty things?...

However, one of the cats turned out to have a broken leg – in fact, not so much broken as shattered – and the vets decided that it required amputation.  The question was then what to do with her – as a tripod, she would always be a bit more at risk, but she was not tame enough to foster out. They reached out to RAPS and we took her in, with the understanding that if she tamed enough, she might be adopted, but if she remained feral, she would have a permanent home with us. She came to us with the name of Sweet Pea, but with three recent Sweet Peas – one of them resident in the front courtyard – the Sanctuary staff decided that a name-change was in order. The two resident tripods are Marmalade and Chutney, and this little tabby was renamed Jelly.  

Hanging out in the courtyard  (KN)

For a while she was resident in a cage at the back of the Single Wide; a quiet place for her to recover,  but one in which she really didn’t get the human attention she really needed – and when she got it, there was mostly a lot of hissing and swatting! Then she was moved to one of the larger cages in the Connor. This was a very successful move – there were more volunteers around for interaction, and most of the Kitty Comforters would start there with her.

Playing outside the Hill House

Everyone who met Jelly fell in love with her!  Initially she would hiss and dab at a visitor, but it was less an angry hiss than a fearful one, and with every visitor who braved the greeting and persevered with petting and treats, she became more confident and more ready to trust.  Before long it was decided that her cage would be opened, and for a few days she would scurry from the space she knew towards the door and hide on a lower shelf for a bit, and then dash back “home”. But there’s lots of courage in that little body, and it wasn’t long before she was out in the main courtyard, and then making her home in the Hill House. 

"I love you too" slow blinks

Unlike Marmalade and Chutney, who hang out with the ferals in the Old Rabbit Area and who are wary of humans, Jelly is quite happy to approach someone new and chirp at them; she loves being petted, especially when she’s in her favourite bed on the table of the Hill House, where she wriggle-squirms and makes biscuits while enjoying caresses. The feral little girl who came to us has blossomed into a people-loving kitten, and I suspect there will be some competition over who may have the privilege of adopting her at some point soon!

Watch the blog for upcoming stories about our newer tripods...

Blog by Brigid Coult

Photos by Brigid Coult, Anne Marchetti & Karen Nicholson

In the ORA

Tri-paw'd Chutney is still shy - BC

The front courtyard of the Sanctuary is home to a variety of cats, many of whom roam freely to all corners except the Val Jones area (FIV cats) and the Leukemia area (confusingly, once known as Old Aids). But at night, and especially with the disappearance of our summer weather, most of them return to specific areas – and sometimes to specific beds. That’s a great help to the med-staff, who need to know where to look when medicating yet another black cat! Through our summer visiting hours one specific place is blocked off, so that shy cats have the opportunity of avoiding interaction with visitors. This area lies between the Yellow Door shed and the Hill House, and is the home to most of the front courtyard ferals.

In the ORA - BC

The Old Rabbit Area (ORA) has nothing to do with old rabbits, but in the very early days of the Sanctuary there was in fact a rabbit pen on the south side of the courtyard. The space between the two buildings was walled in and the floor paved, though the south side is still open-netted. As the cat numbers increased with the trapping of local ferals, the area was given over to the cats, and the rabbits were moved into the DoubleWide. When I arrived in 2010, we were at almost 700 cats (there had been more!) and the rabbits were Kringle, Amy, and when Amy passed, Kris.

Dixie hides in her basket behind the drapes - BC

In the Old Rabbit Area, priority is given to hiding places. The shelving around the walls and the large cat-tree in the centre are all well-draped, and the drapes remain in place unless the med-staff need to access specific cats. Sweet stubby-tailed Dixie is one of these; she is tame and touchable, but prefers to remain out of sight.

Mabel - MD

Usually a human intruder into the area walks into blank drapes and no movement. The inhabitants of the bed under the heat-lamp give resentful glares. But the production of a little edible bribery will often result in inquisitive noses and hopeful faces – even if they don’t much want to be touched. Solar and Mabel are usually in this area – they are half of a quartet of ferals that came to us from VOKRA some years ago; their brother Midnight did a jail-break through to the back courtyard and remains there.

Marmalade - KN

Our two little tripaw’d cats make this area their home. Marmalade (minus a back leg) has become much more mobile and can occasionally be found on the climbing frame on the other side of the courtyard. She emphatically does not want to be touched, but she loves chicken bits. Chutney (minus a front leg) prefers to stay around her home-zone, but enjoys contact with her select humans. She can often be found sitting up like a little meerkat.

Eddie - KN

Eddie had a home in the Hill House middle cage for some time, and was not a happy camper there; the Kitty Comforters who visited him were known to shed blood, and getting him comfortable with contact was a painful process. When the cage was opened and Eddie was out, we saw a different cat! On his first weekend out he was making nice with visitors – and no blood!  Eddie prefers to hang out in the ORA with the other littles, as does sweet Abel, the brother of Nemi. Both cats can be shy and a bit timid but overall, they have really blossomed and can be rather outgoing at times. Abel and Nemi are also very sweet. Nemi divides her time between the Connor, the climbing frame, and the ORA. Both cats are semi-feral, but on the tame end of the spectrum. Nemi and Abel are available for adoption.

Abel - BC

Nemi - BC

Many other ferals hide behind the drapes, high up by the ceiling, or in the beds that form a barrier between the two courtyards. Bobtailed Bowie will venture out, but prefers to hold himself away from humans; he is one of many black cats in the area that is happier not dealing with us – the rest of his mini-colony (Jett, Joan and Janice, who I cannot tell apart) do the crepuscular cat thing, and prefer to emerge only at dawn and dusk when there are fewer people around to scare them.

Bowie - BC

Others enjoy transitioning through the window above the heated bed which leads into the Hill House; once there, they are often found to be more willing to venture a little human contact with volunteers.

Solar enjoying the heat lamp;
can you see shy Tamale through the Hill House window? - BC

Like everywhere else, the place is well cleaned every day, but other than that, volunteers tend to stay out of it, so the ORA can remain a sanctuary within the Sanctuary for the shy and the scared. a place where they can interact without our eyes on them, and where they can feel well fed and secure for all their lives.

Blog by Brigid Coult

Photos by Brigid Coult, Melanie Draper, Karen Nicholson

Favourites

 

Everyone loves Cornelius (LBF)

Most of our volunteers fall into one of two categories. The first one loves the cats, and comes faithfully to scoop or clean or feed; the second not only loves the cats but bonds closely with individuals, looks for extra cuddle time, worries when “their” cat is under the weather, and frequently does extra shifts to have more cat-time. Some of these volunteers end up turning into staff members – others are just long-term Sanctuary devotees.

Holly  (KN)

Ann works various shifts, adjusting to her own schedule – she knows and loves many cats in many areas, but she will always make a point of visiting in the SingleWide in order to spend time with Jimmy. Jimmy came to us some years ago, and was living in the Moore House until it closed down;  he is still very wary around most people, but he knows when Ann arrives that she is his safe person. Rather than hiding in his usual way, he emerges to dance on the shelf, looking for her attention; he has recently started to add little vocalizations in his excitement.

Jimmy adoring attention  (MD)

Barbara and Waldi are among the most long-term volunteers. They have recently ceased the cold, wet, Saturday night feed in the back courtyard, though Barb will continue a daytime shift;  they always look for chunky grey Rookie in Newcomers. They actually brought him in to the Sanctuary, as a feral that had moved into their care-zone, and he settled well – initially in pen 5, though now he prefers the warmth of Newcomers. He always comes running when Waldi chirps to him.

Rookie   (KN)

Justin has many favourites, especially adoring the orange cats in Pen 6; Justin sings to Bentley (and to other cats as well) but can usually be found visiting with Roe. Roe particularly loves Justin, and will lie on her back having belly rubs as long as time allows. She is jealous of the fact that other cats, especially Cher, want Justin's attention too, leading her to sulk if someone else steals her Justin-time.

Roe  (JS)

Carol is another who has volunteered for at least ten years; she always arrives laden down with bags containing tasty cat-food other than the standard cans we offer them. She knows who loves chicken and who prefers the fish; she generally spends a good bit of time in with the Leukemia cats, who can sometimes be overlooked. She particularly loves front-courtyard Solar, who is the only one of a quartet of ferals who came to us from VOKRA to have warmed to human attention (though I’m working on his brother!). And she always looks for Autumn, who is the mother of her own Ben, who came to us as a little kitten called Treat – it’s because of him that she is still one of our most devoted volunteers.

Autumn  (KN)

Debbie started as a volunteer, served on staff, and now that she’s retired, is back to volunteering. She has a very close relationship with old Tugboat; she was there when he was brought in, she remains in touch with his family, and regardless of where she is working in the Sanctuary, she will always go and find him for some cuddle time.  He seems to know when she’s around and his demand to be picked up can be heard around the back courtyard. He divides his time between the TeaRoom where he’s often found in the bed close by the heater, and the DoubleWide, where he shares cuddles with Colin and Plum.

Tugboat with girlfriend Plum  (KN)

Karen came in as a student volunteer and is now on staff; she works all the areas, knows all the cats, and has an uncanny gift for seeing the personality of the animal through her camera lens. She’s the creator of many of the blog photos, and half of those in this year’s calendar. She’s a cat-whisperer with a gift for approaching the most scared of cats; like many of us, she knows what it is to have her heart broken by the loss of a favourite. She’s particularly attached to our “bad boy” Jasper, channeling his intelligence into learning tricks and keeping that brain busy!

Jasper in action  (KN)

Lisa also came in as a volunteer and fell in love with the place – she is part-time staff, fosters kittens, and waits patiently as a trapper to bring in strays and ferals. Some of her work was featured last February in the blog. She spends endless volunteer time socializing ferals – Sierra, Lloyd and Len in pen 4 have progressed under her care. Cornelius loves everybody but adores her, and she sponsors little tri-pawd Marmalade in the front courtyard.

Marmalade   (LBF)

I have so many favourites, it’s hard to limit the list!  I’m having a love-affair with Elvis, who gives the best snuggles.  I always make time with pretty Holly in pen 3, who really needs a home and a person to love and groom her. Bossanova knows my voice and is always ready to come for attention (and for treats). I’m known as the chicken lady – a bag of chicken tidbits is the best tool for making friends with ferals – and not-so-ferals as well. The DoubleWide deck cats hover hopefully – Bodhi, Hamlet and Luke are as keen for cuddles as they are for food. I’ve a longstanding lure out with the feral boys in the back courtyard – Sylar, Quinn and Midnight – and am excited that Midnight is finally taking food from my hand. 

Midnight waiting anxiously for treats  (BC)

So many personalities, so much love – and so many lives that would not have been possible without the no-kill principles of RAPS, promising hope for our furry friends.

Blog by Brigid Coult

Photos by Lisa Brill-Friesen, Brigid Coult, Melanie Draper, Karen Nicholson, Justin Saint

Marmalade

(LBF)

A visit to the Back Courtyard at the Sanctuary quickly shows that there is a strong floofy orange cat presence, most of them being part of the Kamloops group that came to us last year, and which operates out of Pen 6. But in the front courtyard, orange cats are fewer and easily identified – sweet battered-looking Little Orange, with his one eye and his crinkled ear, collared Sam, handsome short-haired Mango, siblings Titan and shy short-tailed Dixie, and the newest inhabitant, little long-haired Marmalade. We’ve had several Marmalades in the past at the Sanctuary – it’s not an uncommon name for an orange cat. But this little girl is special – she’s a tripod!  

(LBF)

She came to us from Alberta early this year in what was probably a somewhat dramatic appearance. We are told that she showed up at a property where there were a number of cats that had been TNR’d and the owner spotted her dragging herself toward the house. Thank goodness for cat people! the sweet lady drove her to the Calgary vet right away. Marmalade had been shot resulting in a severe fracture with no chance of repair - the damaged leg was missing about 2” of femur from the wound. She had the leg amputated but had developed a bad infection and needed quite a lot of medicating. There was an initial concern that she might be FeLV/FIV+ but all the tests proved negative. 

(LBF)

Her caretakers told us that because she was so ill initially, they were able to medicate her and work with her; however, as she recovered, she was more than willing to tell them where to go and how to get there in best feral fashion!  They said that “She gets along well with other cats, likes her food, and isn’t horrible with people as long as you stay about 4 feet away and don’t try to touch her.”

(KN)

So what do you do with a feral three-legged cat in cold Alberta weather? Marmalade had had the “TN” bit of the usual feral Trap-Neuter-Release operation, being spayed at the same time as her amputation, but the “R” releasing her back to the colony? not a great idea...  And there are no sanctuaries for feral cats in Alberta – but rescues talk to rescues, and we’ve accepted Alberta cats before. The Animal Rescue Foundation (ARF) got moving, and Marmalade came to us in late February, had the usual cage-time to assimilate the smells and sense of our place, and was then released into the Front Courtyard, where she disappeared into what we call The Old Rabbit Area (ORA) with the other ferals.  

(BC)

The ORA is perfect for scared cats – a covered courtyard surrounded by shelves and cat-trees, all of which are fully draped and could probably hide 30 or more cats. We try to stay out of it, except for morning clean-up and putting plates out in the evening. It’s a no-go area for visitors – a place the cats can feel safe when there are strangers around.  It’s not just the ferals who use it; even the social cats go and find somewhere to take time-out when they need it.

(LBF)

As Marmalade began to feel safer, we saw her emerge more often – initially awkward in her movement, as she got used to running on three legs, she’s now moving much more easily.  The Kitty Comforters have been watching for her, and Lisa Brill-Friesen has been cat-whispering with some success. We often see Marmalade out in the courtyard, where she watches with interest for human activity, especially if food is involved. Producing favourite snacks has the effect of creating a feline shadow who follows you around hopefully. We’ve not yet seen signs of friendship with other cats, but she’s not afraid to move among them, and the four-foot distancing from humans is gradually reducing.

(BC)

We’ve had many ferals who hang out in the ORA gradually warm to us – Solar, Kahlua, Jamie, Lorelei, and many others;  love and lots of patience will bring Miss Marmalade around, we hope.