Christmas with the Cats

Nikki on his Christmas throne  (KN)

Christmas is just another day at the Sanctuary - all the usual stuff still needs to be done! 

Cat-wreath in the entry-way   (BC)

In the last month, Karen has put decorations up, hung the lights, put a tree safely behind cage-wire, and the RAPS stockings are on the gate, safely out of reach of inquisitive paws. Weekend visitors have enjoyed the sight; staff and volunteers have shifts made more fun with extra goodies in the tea-room. 

Oscar says "Can I tap it with my paw?"  (KN)

The cats don’t care whether it’s Christmas or Hanukah or Kwanzaa – all they want is to know that they will have food at the right times, and comfy places to rest. That’s made a little trickier by the fact that volunteers may be away, or have schedule conflicts, and suddenly there’s nobody to clean in one area or feed in another.

people step up to fill vacancies  (BC)

The Auxiliaries respond – an app lets us know there’s a vacancy, and more often than not, someone volunteers to come in and cover things. In fact, on Christmas Day, quite often there are more volunteers than usual, and extra hands make the work go quickly.

Gathered for cat-caroling  (BM)

My own choir has a tradition of caroling visits to the Food Bank (for clients and volunteers) and to the Hospice (for staff and patients). But we always begin our morning at the Sanctuary, gathering in the back courtyard with any volunteers around, to sing carols both traditional and fun: parodies of well-known songs with cat-words. 

Sing "We three cats", please!  (KN)

Bentley LOVES the singing, and wants in on the action; Junji is busy getting under everyone’s feet.

"You can sing and pet me at the same time!  (KN)

I came in on Christmas Eve to clean the Hill House; with a wet morning, most of the cats prefer to stay indoors, so it was mostly a case of cleaning around them. With a temporary church job, I had to work in the evening and the following morning, but I’ll be back during the late afternoon of Christmas Day to help out as needed with feeds – and to enjoy a Christmas cuddle with some of my favourites!

Abby thinks the tree is a great place to hide   (KN)

The holidays are an occasion to be grateful for all the people whose generosity in time and money helps to support this very special place, and to give the cats the gift of life and love in a world that is hard on homeless felines. 

Winston thinks it should smell more like catnip...  (KN)

Blog by Brigid Coult

Photos by Brigid Coult, Bill Meyer & Karen Nicholson

Nikki Sixx-Toes - an update

Nikki Sixx-Toes  (KN)

Volunteer Bev has been with RAPS for years, and spends a lot of her time in the Single-Wide building. Her own cats (Twinks & Scooter) are adopted from the Sanctuary. She’s a regular evening feeder, and has been the Saturday host for visitors to the SingleWide (we’re now open on Sundays only for the winter months). Bev knew and loved many of the cats that have now passed; the Dryer Gang, Bossanova and Mr Pink, little Nova and many others. So when she came to me with a request for a Nikki-blog, it was something I was glad to indulge in.

Nikki living feral, when he first came to us (BC)

Actually, there was a Nikki-blog already in place – but it dated from more than five years ago. Nikki came to us from the Semiahmoo reserve; he and Annie, who came with him, were both feral and began their lives with us in one of the feral pens. Unfortunately, Nikki proved to be diabetic, and monitoring and medicating him turned out to be almost impossible. He had to be netted and caged so that his blood sugars could be kept even – and in the end, he took to the caged life with great enthusiasm, learning to love the attention and the extra food that came with the insulin.

Big paws! (BC)

I don’t know whose brilliant idea it was, but he was named for Nikki Sixx, the bass-player in Mötley Crüe –  our boy is Nikki Sixx-Toes. If you’ve not already met him, the first thing people notice is a wonderful pair of front paws that look like mittens. And like all good rock stars, he has his groupie – black Shadow adores him.

With girlfriend Shadow   (KN)

She has mellowed quite a bit from when she first attached herself to him; we had to be quite careful because she was initially inclined to attack people who got too close to him. And when diabetes means insulin injections and the accompanying food twice a day, we had to beware of the guard-cat.

Such a sweet face  (KH)

These days both Nikki and Shadow are getting on, and prefer to lounge about; Shadow thinks attacking people takes too much energy. She will come and “make nice” on the couch, especially if chicken is on offer, but petting needs to be her idea, and she still has razor paws. Nikki is very mellow – once he emerged from his cage back in 2020, he’s showed himself to be pretty easy-going, and now loves to come up for lap-time. Most of the year the two of them make their home on the back deck; as the weather gets colder they claim the heat lamp. Nikki may eventually move indoors; Shadow is less enthusiastic about that – or about encountering the other cats – but has a good floofy coat to protect herself.

Visiting indoors   (KH)

Bev tells me that Nikki is a favourite with visitors, as he enjoys every lap that comes his way. She was especially struck by his behaviour with an autistic girl who sometimes visits; they tend to come late in the afternoon, because she is loud and semi-verbal; she loves the cats, and both Bev and Kate monitor her carefully so the she doesn’t scare them.  She adores Nikki, and wants him on her lap.  

Gotta keep those toes in condition!  (KH)

Bev says “He never bites, scratches or hisses – maybe Shadow is doing his share. He loves chicken and treats. He is so easy to handle – I lifted him down from the shelf yesterday as the autistic girl always wants him, and he sat with her for ages. She squeezes him and snuggles; I watch nervously but he never minds.  When she left I moved him to the next lap and so on. Shadow sometimes jumps up beside him when he’s on a lap but she doesn’t get nasty when he’s such a calm companion.”  

Paws ticked under  (KH)

As always, when blogging a SingleWide resident, I had to go to Kim for photos – she comes every Monday on scoop-shift, and spends a lot of time with her SW loves. She says about Nikki: It’s funny to think that he was once a spicy feral boy. Nikki and I have lap time together every week after I finish my tasks. We usually sit on the couch on the porch, but if Nikki feels like I’m taking too long, he takes matters into his own hands (paws?) by coming inside and climbing on my lap wherever I am. Shadow always supervises our visits since she’s his #1 lady. She used to watch from afar but now joins us on the couch and accepts pets too. He is the sweetest, most patient boy and has such a gentle energy about him. No matter what’s going on beforehand, I always feel more at peace after a Nikki cuddle. 

Such a sweet old man... 

Blog by Brigid Coult, with Bev Johnston & Kim Howe

Photos by Brigid Coult, Kim Howe, Karen Nicholson

Our Sweet Diabetics

Careen (MW)

November is Diabetes Awareness Month – but not everyone may be aware that cats, too, can suffer from diabetes.

Nikki and his Shadow  (KN)

There are two types of diabetes in cats. In Type I there is a decrease in insulin production, and therefore blood glucose concentrations are high. In Type II diabetes, glucose levels are high because cells in the body do not respond appropriately to insulin. In both types, the body cannot access the sugars needed, even though there is plenty of sugar in the blood, because insulin can’t transport the sugar from the bloodstream into the cells that need it.  Type II is the more common variety, and though it cannot be cured, it can be controlled with injections of insulin, and in some cases, with dietary management. 

Mojo is one of our larger cats  (BC)

Currently we have five cats with diabetes at the Sanctuary: Luke and Careen in the DoubleWide, and Nikki, Blaze and Meepos in the SingleWide. Two other cats are watched: big Mojo lives in the offices, where we can control his diet; his diabetes is currently in remission, and as long as we don’t let him overeat, we can probably keep it that way.  And newcomer McGregor (in next week's blog) came into our care with possible diabetes, but also seems to have it in remission – we watch him carefully for signs of recurrence. In his case, elevated blood sugars may have been a sign of stress.

Nikki holding court - look at those big
polydactyl feet!   (KN)

Nikki Sixx-Toes was diagnosed diabetic when he came into our care. He was a semiferal cat, wary about being handled, and the pen where he was living did not allow the med-staff to treat him without additional stress to his system. Reluctantly, we brought him inside and caged him – and unlike most feral cats, he grew to love it, and the attention it brought him. He got lots of fussing in his enclosure near the staff office, and received visitors with regal enjoyment.  Four years later, his throne has moved to be the papasan chair on the deck, where he is attended and guarded by his girlfriend Shadow.

Shy Meepos (KN)

Also on the deck, but usually hidden away, is fellow-diabetic Meepos, whose condition is of more recent diagnosis. Meepos has been with us for more than eleven years; he was trapped as a feral on Mitchell Island in the company of his buddy Bossanova, and the two of them were initially pretty shy, and took great comfort in each other. Meepos was initially the friendlier of the two, but never became as sociable as Bossanova – he will emerge and accept gentle attention if it’s quiet, but he prefers to stay out of the way. His is late-onset diabetes – most of his time with us, he’s been fine, but he’s not an active boy, and between his inaction and aging, his system quit processing blood-sugars properly.

Blaze (MW)

Sweet Blaze is the sister of fellow-tortie Toes, who lives in the front courtyard. The two were separated when Blaze developed skin problems and was brought inside where she could be treated more easily. She can usually be found on the shelves backing on to the big cage, and loves to have attention so long as she can remain in her own space. Like the other diabetics, she’s something of a chonk – it’s hard to balance the need to give them extra food at the same time as they get their insulin injection, with not overfeeding them. Their extra is mostly protein, with a few treats, but with so many cats around, there’s no way of stopping them eating more of the crunchies that are out for the cats who prefer to graze. With food and insulin every 12 hours, they have no reason to be hungry, though, or to raid the crunchie-bowl.

Luke (BC)

In the DoubleWide, Luke is the younger of the two diabetics. He is part of the Tuxedo Club that hangs out on the deck, and he has also suffered from dental problems, which have necessitated occasional caging while he heals. He’s an active and social cat, both with humans and with other cats, and just loves attention – which makes it much easier to give him his doses.  The other diabetic in the building is Careen. Careen was an outside cat for some time, and shared cuddle space with sweet Willow in Pen 5. When we recently noticed her changed habits in terms of eating and peeing, she was brought in for testing, and remained caged for a bit longer. As an outdoor cat, there was some discussion about her release – she’s friendly and handleable, but trying to find a grey cat on a dark night to give her insulin could well be a problem. However, Careen decided that having been moved into the DoubleWide, she might as well stay in warmth and comfort. She can usually be found peering down from the cage-tops, and her one bad habit is that when it’s meds time, she moves herself to the most inaccessible spot, and takes some coaxing to come and enjoy her special plate of goodies (and the minimal needle prick that goes with it).

Careen on the DW cagetops (BC)

Diabetes in a cat is a long way from being a death sentence, and doesn’t need a vet to do the injections; the insulin needle is very fine, and the dose is very small – the only disadvantage is that the cat-parent needs to schedule their activities in order that the dose is regular. And getting special plates of food – they must feel as if they are being treated as the royalty they consider themselves to be.

Blog by Brigid Coult

Photos by Brigid Coult, Karen Nicholson, Michele Wright

Black Spice

Shadow (KN)

Shadow prefers to be out on the Single-Wide deck – even as the temperatures drop. She’s not the only one, of course – tubby Mya prefers it too, and Nikki Sixx-Toes; shy Jimmy tucks himself away on a shelf. But Jimmy and Mya will come indoors; Shadow relies on her floof and on Nikki’s company under the heat lamp.

Sharing with Nikki (BC)

Shadow arrived with us a couple of years ago from the Williams Lake area.  She was found as a kitten in a feral colony, and was adopted. However, she never really tamed even though she remained an indoor cat; her behaviour was aggressive, and when she came to our care some ten years later, it was clear that fear fed the aggression.  We discovered that she had a lightning paw, and razor-sharp claws.

She’s twelve years old now, but she’s little and cute, and the unwary visitor is easily fooled into reaching out too quickly! She arrived around the time we lost Belinda, who looked very similar, but was radically different in personality.  Shadow's body language is confident; she holds her tail like a flag, and she’s active in movement rather than cowering in any way.  I’ve shed my share of blood, coaxing her into allowing contact.  Like most cats, she prefers her own agenda;  jumping up for lap-time is fine, when it’s her idea, but nobody tells Shadow what to do!  Some days she will leap onto a lap and allow herself to be petted, and other days she will stand her ground and just dare you to touch her.  

OK - I'm on your knee; now where's the chicken?

The only possible way out is bribery. A number of the SingleWide cats are chickaholics – Bossanova and Sarah Paylan lead the way – and Shadow is quick to react when the treat bag is opened, and even gives up on swatting, if food is on offer.  

Face-off with Bossanova for tidbits  (BC)

Like many black cats, she is hard to photograph;  with her it’s not only because of the density of her colouring, but because she is so much in motion – she’s not a restful girl!  Her “quiet time” is mostly with her buddy Nikki Sixx Toes – and frankly I think the attraction is mainly that he sleeps under the lamp over the papasan chair, and he’s a diabetic, so gets given extra food when it’s time for insulin shots. Shadow approves of extra food!

On the move, with tail plumed!  (BC)

We’re never going to turn her into a tame cat – but she’s a different cat from the one who first came to us. I was going to title this blog Black Pepper, but it has implications that she’s always angry with us, and that’s not so – spicy is definitely the right word for this little black cutie. 

Blog by Brigid Coult

Photos by Brigid Coult & Karen Nicholson

Feeeeet!

Freya's feet   (MW)

 If you are reading this blog, you are probably one of the many people who uses social media to indulge in your feline addiction.
We post pictures of our own cats, our friends’ cats, cat-memes, famous cats like Cole & Marmalade or Maru.  If we are lucky enough to be associated with a shelter or a cat sanctuary, our cell-phones are loaded with images. Kittens and seniors, feel-good stories and sad tales of abandonment, all touch our emotions. 
And one of the never-fail images is of FEET.

Bentley paw over nose  (KN)

Paws, to be exact.  Poofy paws, usually, with claws discreetly hidden.  Poofy on the top, and with a variety of patterned toe-beans below.

Claws are useful for Plum to grab a treat  (KN)

Human feet are definitely not so interesting. Nobody wants to look at pictures of cattle or horses’ feet – impressive though they may be. Dogs – well, perhaps some of them.  But cats’ feet almost always get an “Awww” response.

Jasper demonstrates the pile of paws pose  (KN)

Cats are DIGITIGRADE – meaning they walk on their toes. This is why it is so cruel to declaw a cat – you’re taking away the top joint of the toe, and everything is more uncomfortable without it.  Many declawed cats will end up in a shelter or a sanctuary because they hate to use a litter-box – it hurts their feet. And many will lose muscle tone because they don’t like to move around so much, and are unable to give their muscles a real workout without digging their claws into something.

Akiva has no claws - but he still needs to clean between his toes  (KN)

On a hot day, they can often be found with pads exposed – when you have a fur coat, paws may be the only place you can cool off by sweating.

Lindor cooling off, with all paws exposed  (MW)

Cats use their paws for much more than just walking. They climb (sometimes having to return backwards down a tree); they dig (with luck, mostly in the litter-box), they leave scent markings for other cats to decode, they fight other cats (especially Jasper and Gizmo), they swat unwary humans, they wash up with velvet paws, and then extend their toes so they can clean between them.

Mr Binx clean-up time  (KN)

Our Sanctuary cats give us a wonderful collection of feet to admire

Alexandria is one of our very active cats, and her flexible paws are often used for climbing.

Alexandria offers the Vulcan salute  (KN)

Jackie-O is also a climber, possibly made easier by an extra “thumb” on her front paws

Jackie O's paw  (KN)

Extra thumbs help to hang on   (MW)

We have several polydactyl cats at the Sanctuary. Raymond in Val Jones, Christina Aguilera in the Front Courtyard, and NikkiSixxToes in the Single-Wide all have more than their share of toes.

NikkiSixxToes could also be called Bigfoot   (KN)

A glass table-top in Pen 3 is an irresistible tool for getting feet pictures from another angle

The models on top  (LBF)

paws from below  (LBF)

This dark tortie girl was named for her blond toes!

Toes  (EW)

Sometimes we call them “murder mittens” – but often when you see them like this, the cat is usually asking for attention

Kiefer's velvet paws reaching through from the Single-Wide (KN)

Winston says "Reach out and touch me!" (KN)

And of course, there is nothing we like better than to have a purring pile of fur in the lap, and the sensation of being kneaded gently as the paws show how much we are loved!

Roe loves a lap!  (JS)

Blog by Brigid Coult

Photos by Lisa Brill Friesen, Brigid Coult, 

Karen Nicholson, Justin Saint, Erica Warren, Michele Wright

Garth & Sierra

Garth  (KN)

It’s more than 10 years ago that the Merritt cats came to us from a cat population explosion to which many BC rescues responded.  We took in about a dozen cats initially, but the stresses of a feral existence can carry into later life, and all those years later, we now have only three of them left: Desmond, Michonne and Garth. When the reduced group was moved to Pen 3, for a while we had two clear colonies: the Merritt cats and the little tabbies. In the last year, the group became much more fluid, and there was more social interchange.

Garth (KN)

Garth is a laid-back gentle giant. Like all the Merritt cats, he’s wary of humans, and too quick an approach results in a rapid retreat to the hiding places. But he’s happy to lounge around in the back section and let himself be admired – and when the right human approaches in the right way, he will allow limited contact and the consuming of treats.

Garth in the middle of the cuddle pile
with Annie and Desmond  (LBF)

For a long time the anonymous little tabbies (I could never sort out who was who) were the other part of the population, presided over by our beloved Dell.  Then we added Annie and Nikki Sixx Toes, ferals from Semiahmoo, with Nikki, like Dell, being diabetic. Sadly, that didn’t work out – Nikki was feral enough that medicating him in the pen was almost impossible. Annie and Nikki were split up, and Nikki was brought into the SingleWide, where he is flourishing and no longer feral.  Annie took a while to decide whether she was in the tabby party or the Merritt one, but decided that the latter was more interesting, and can often be found hanging out with her new buddies.

Hickory, Mitzi, Sierra   (LBF)

Enter Sierra.  Sierra came to us last year from CATS rescue on Vancouver Island – she arrived with Hickory and Mitzi – though not from the same situation. The other two adapted fairly quickly – Hickory is the tamer of the two – and based themselves on the DoubleWide deck with the other semiferals. Sierra, however, was NOT going to be friends with anyone. She spent her time huddled in a corner of her cage, all her body language conveying that she didn’t want to be touched, or even acknowledged, despite all the Kitty Comforters could do to coax her.

Sierra in hiding (KN)

Sometimes you just get cats like that. There are places where they would say “she’s not able to be tamed or adopted; put her down”. At RAPS we have the space to be able to say “she needs to be a feral and take her own time”. Sierra was put into Pen 3 and allowed to make her own decisions. For a long time she huddled in a bed in the cabin, or found herself a cosy straw bed in one of the kennels. Very occasionally she would sniff at an extended fingertip before pulling away.  

Garth & Sierra (LBF)

But in the last few months she seems to have attached herself to Garth – perhaps recognizing a bigger version of herself, and a source of comfort.  Initially she hovered on the edge of the group, but increasingly she can be found with him, and since he will accept a little petting from feral-charmer Lisa, she is also accepting it, especially when she’s cuddled next to him. 

We're letting her take tiny steps, trying not to force her to anything before she’s ready. 

Recently we've transferred the Pen 3 cats into Pen 4 - the latter is a larger space, and we needed to make room for another group of young cats that shouldn't be kept caged, but who need to be limited in range until we find who might be tamable.  The original Pen 3 cats seem to be settling down, and Sierra and Garth are finding new places in which they can hide or hang out together.  Many cats need the comfort of a familiar space, and if we ever opened the feral pens, these ones would likely never come out. And so what? - the RAPS Cat Sanctuary is their home, as long as they need it.

Blog by Brigid Coult

Photos by Lisa Brill-Friesen & Karen Nicholson

Video by Lisa Brill-Friesen