Magic Moments

Shy Ivy   (KN)

Many of our Sanctuary cats have come into our care with a feral label, and that’s fine – we are one of the few places that feral cats can live their feral lives safely as long as they need. But it is always exciting when a cat takes the first steps in building a relationship with humans, and for the humans in question, there is no feeling quite like it.

Princess is smack-ready!  (LBF)

Princess has been with us for three years now, and has established her quirky personality firmly in the back courtyard. Her upbringing was as a feral cat in Iran, and she was sponsored here to RAPS when her caregiver’s health failed.  For a couple of years she didn’t like anyone – cats or humans – and would only react with interest if a visitor came and spoke to her in Farsi. She was active around the pens, and would follow working volunteers, though not allow contact. She still reacts to most cats with hisses, or a quick swipe, but she chooses to live in Waldie’s Hut with a bunch of other cats that she has learned to tolerate. Occasionally she can be found playing with orange Sprocket, who also lives there. She is tidbit-motivated, but wary when the other cats crowd around.  

Accepting pets from Marty (MC)

Volunteers Brad and Marty are both cat-whisperers, and make a point of visiting with her in the hut with tasty treats. Both have coaxed her into allowing petting – not just little touches, but firm, full-body strokes. I suspect that Princess will mostly remain a loner, but it’s so good to see that she is now accepting contact with us.

Guacamole getting used to this "lapcat" business  (BC)

Black Guacamole is a more recent arrival – a three-legged cat from Surrey, with an amputation that was probably the result of being caught in a leg-hold trap. Initially he was very wary and spooked around us; he preferred to hang out around the back of Waldie’s Hut and in Pen 8.  Gradually he has become more comfortable with his surroundings, and has joined the crowd looking for handouts. He is not particularly interested in the usual chicken tidbits, and I have to remember to bring dry crunchies if I want to coax him closer. It’s pretty clear that this boy is a stray who has known human touch, rather than a feral; it doesn’t take much to get his attention, and he will flop over on his back for petting – which has the effect of making him one of the dirtier cats in the courtyard!

The great inspection  (HR)

Sweet Ivy is another cat who I’ve been trying to coax into contact, with no luck as yet. She hangs around the back of the DoubleWide trailer, and on the deck, and is often found with her friend Tabitha, from the College Cats. Kitty Comforter Hélène has lots of quiet patience, and persuaded Ivy that she was safe to approach at the end of a play-session with a wand toy.

Don't you touch my blanket!  (JK)

Anyone who works in the DoubleWide laundry room knows that it is necessary to do a careful assessment of the shelves before folding and restocking clean laundry. Blonde Parker is very possessive about her sleeping places!  Parker is one of those cats that visitors reach to touch, but they often don’t notice the warning collar until too late. We warn folks that there are bandaids in all the bathrooms – but it’s not only the visitors that need bandages. When new staff member Chloe came to us, Parker slashed her hands when she moved too close; I am always extra wary when Parker comes to help me do the evening feeds.  So it was lovely to see Parker making up to Chloe this weekend – flirting and asking for attention. Chloe has gone slowly and steadily to win Parker over, and though others may have to leave her shelf alone, she is ready to move when Chloe asks!

Stetson investigating the great outdoors  (KN)

I introduced our handsome Stetson when he was still in his cage, and not wanting any company. Not long after, he was released, and quickly made his way to the back courtyard, to hide out from all those scary humans.  It wasn’t long before he decided that FOMO was definitely a thing, and everyone else was having way too much fun; more and more he became part of the crowd looking for attention and tidbits. Initially, he was ready to hard-smack the treat from the offering hand, but became better and better mannered about accepting it. 

Being a lapcat is not so bad!
(especially when you have a cold, and want a little TLC)   (AM)

Anne Marchetti discovered that as long as you stroked him without him being able to see the approaching hand, he would accept petting with great enthusiasm. And this week, Stetson graduated to being her lap-cat!

A common view of a very wary Sylar (KN)

My own little magic moment this week was with my long-term sponsor cat, Sylar. He has been with us for 14 years, and the only times I have been able to touch him have been when he’s been caged for medical care. His primary language is of hisses – fearful, not aggressive. He has learned that when I’m around there are tasty treats, and he knows my voice and comes running with his plaintive little meow. But it’s a good day when he accepts food from the hand; he’s wary of the other cats as well as of humans, and is easily spooked by them.  Currently he’s in for a health check, and I went to visit him with treats in hand. We went the usual round of hisses and bribery, and I looped his drape out of the way so we could see each other. He was looking very scruffy-old-cat, and I spent some time with grooming tools getting loose fur out of his winter coat. I don’t think he’s ever really allowed grooming, and he leaned into it and purred, and enjoyed his dinner as I worked. 

All that fluff off feels so much better!   (BC)

Sometimes the only time we can handle these old ferals is towards the ends of their lives, when they forget that we’re so scary, and discover that the humans are not so bad after all. We accept it as the gift it is, and try to put aside the possible future. Sylar may not remember, when released from his cage, that we had this moment, and we will probably go back to the just-out-of-reach relationship that was our pattern.  But I’ll remember what we had this week, and it’ll be a precious memory.

Blog by Brigid Coult

Photos by Lisa Brill-Friesen, Martyn Corey, Brigid Coult,
Jennine Kariya, Anne Marchetti, Karen Nicholson, Hélène Rybol

DoubleWide Divas - Act 2

A bundle of Gwen  (KN)

It’s interesting how specific areas of the Sanctuary develop concentrations of specific personalities. I don’t think there’s any other area where there are so many temperamental cats – and of course their temperamental outbursts feed off each other. Of course, there are many semi-ferals who prefer not to be touched, and who wear a collar as a warning to unwary visitors – Little Cat in the SingleWide, Cuddles in the YellowDoor shed, Nyla in the Connor House – but in the DoubleWide there are so many more of them. Last week I introduced Jade, Darcy, JJ and Sophie;  there are more divas, and divas-in-training.

Parker guarding the entrance to the DoubleWide  (MW)

There’s a very beautiful blonde girl who prefers the upper shelves of the laundry room, but has been venturing out onto the step to coax unwary weekend visitors within reach. Like the others, Parker wears a collar, but her long hair disguises it, and cries of “Oh, she’s so pretty!” are generally followed by “Ow!” Parker used to be exclusively a laundry room cat, but increasingly we see her surveying the courtyard and claiming more territory. When she's in the laundry room, she claims the most comfortable pile of clean bedding - and you take your life in your hands to put further laundry away in her vicinity. Occasionally she will constitute herself the quality control manager at dinner time, if she can claim the space before Cole gets there. With Parker “helping”, the feeder learns to dish up quickly, keeping hands out of her reach.  She has her moments of being sweet – but they are well outweighed by the spicy ones.

laundry only - and one particular cat!  (JK)

A lot of people will never meet tuxedo Comet, who rarely ventures outside the doors of the DoubleWide. She's not collared, because her reactivity is not tested by strangers reaching for her.  She’s not really fond of most humans, but she keeps her strongest antipathy for other cats, who have learned to avoid her. The cage-tops are her primary territory, and she will ambush unsuspecting victims, chasing them off “her” space. If Comet claims a cage, other cats stay away!  Even Delilah, who has her spicy moments, gets out of the way when Comet is looking for a victim.

Comet says "No closer!"   (KN)

Gwen aspires to be a diva. Most of her temperament centres around her love for food, and her certainty that everyone she meets is withholding tasty treats from her; she follows volunteers and staff around the building, swatting at ankles, getting underfoot and taking sideswipes at every cat she thinks is in her way. She really needs some grooming, but doesn’t like it; she can occasionally be touched when there is food to distract her. So far, I don’t think she’s ventured outside, either through the laundry room, or from the back deck cat-door. I suspect most of it is FOMO – missing out on food, that is. Other back deck cats enjoy the gardens and fresh air; Gwen’s afraid she might be cheated out of something tasty.

Watching for treats and competition   (KN)

I am including Bugle in the diva list, only because she might be a diva-in-training.  “Diva” is a Latin word for a goddess; it has also become a pejorative term for a temperamental female – which covers most of the cats in these two blog entries. But it’s a term that’s applied mostly to singers – and that’s certainly our Bugle. This feisty little girl has learned who the people are who carry tasty tidbits, and she sings for her supper – a high-pitched and surprisingly long-lasting wail of longing for the next offering  of chicken or tuna. She’s still at least semi-feral, and wary of new things; her buddies Velma and Ryan (Ryanne?) have long since found their way outdoors and explored the back courtyard, but Bugle prefers to stay inside, though she’s doing some interior exploration, and has discovered the joys of the upper levels. But in spite of her feral roots, she takes food gently from the hand without snapping, and then she waits and sings for the next taste.

Bugle - "Anything for me?"  (SM)

There are other cats in the DoubleWide who will shed blood if you come too close; unlike the ferals who just get out of the way, cats like Mitzi and Crinkle, on the back deck, DO want the attention and the treats – just not enough to tolerate any physical contact.  But that’s not diva-behaviour – it’s just an  “I’m not ready yet” signal, and they enjoy each other’s company (as Bugle does with her friends).  Most of the divas I’ve introduced here are anti-social with cats as well as with humans. They might be OK as a solo cat in their own home – but it’s quite likely that in other circumstances their aggression would have them being put down. Living at the Sanctuary, we can allow for the occasional psychotic episode, the preference for isolation – and be grateful when a cat like JJ or Sophie trusts us enough to ask for gentle attention. 

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Photos by Jennine Kariya, Selena Marchetti, Karen Nicholson, Michele Wright

Brunet and Blonde, revisited

Lindor in regal mode  (MW)

It’s interesting to look back at some of our cats when they arrived with us, and see how they’re doing today. Five years ago Lindor and Parker came to us – they just happened to arrive at the same time and were put in adjacent cages to acclimatize.  

Exploring on the cage-tops  (BC)

Black Lindor came to us from the Shelter with a reputation for ambush attacks from the shadow of his cage; Debbie was on staff there at that time, and said that it took some care to be cleaning in the cat room without becoming a Lindor target. There are many cats who come from an experience of freedom and don’t do well within the confines of a Shelter environment. Many of these do much better when they arrive at the Sanctuary and have more space to move or to hide in, according to their needs. 

Snoozing on the table puts you closer to the treats  (KN)

Once released from his cage, Lindor made himself at home around the DoubleWide and the back courtyard. He’s a beautiful fluffy boy, but the fluff extends between the ears – he’s not the smartest cat we’ve ever had!  Initially he was a bit reactive, and we all gave him some space. He’s not particularly cat-social, though he doesn’t really mind other cats being around – he just doesn’t socialize with them. What he has discovered is that when humans sit down around the courtyard table for coffee, there are sometimes goodies on offer!  We are told that cats don’t taste sweet stuff – but Lindor leads the queue when Timbits come out, and can often be found trying to cat-burgle his way into the box.

Big and fluffy  (KN)

He likes attention – he’s not really a lap-cat, but he loves to be petted, and he has joined the ranks of the cats wearing a bandana during visiting hours as a signal that he is adoptable.  If you’re into big fluffy cats, he’s a winner!

Parker doing a little exploration  (KN)

His blonde counterpart, Parker, had been surrendered for aggressive behaviour, and sadly, that has not changed much. Occasionally she can be seen out in the courtyard, but the upper shelves of the Laundry Room are very much her turf, and she defends them against all invaders.

This shelf is Parker's favourite perch (MW)

Her blonde prettiness is irresistible to the uninitiated, but it only takes a smack or two to realize that the collar this girl wears is not just decorative – it’s a real warning. She does have some favourite humans who are permitted to offer petting when she’s in the right mood, but most volunteers have learned to be wary around her, and that contact with her is likely to produce blood.

Hard at work, being fluffy and cute  (KN)

I usually do DoubleWide feeds from the sink, and most of the time it’s black Cole sitting there and stealing the first bite on every plate – and Parker is at floor-level, growling to keep other cats away from her plate. Just occasionally, Parker beats Cole to the top of the washing machine, and then I find myself being very cautious as each plate is filled and moved. This level of aggression is often seen in feral cats and is usually fear-based; Parker’s not a feral, and she fears nothing; this is straight dominance, and letting everyone know that what Parker wants, goes! 

Good-naturedly posing as the Easter bunny (KN)

I wonder how these two would have made out in a jurisdiction where there wasn’t a no-kill Sanctuary option. As it is, they both have space and time to meet their needs – Parker has her shelves where she can get away, and our patience with her swatting; Lindor has attention and love and the possibility of eventually finding his own home.

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Photos by Brigid Coult, Karen Nicholson, Michele Wright

The Divorce is Called Off

Princess & Spike are back together! - BC

Many people think of cats as solitary creatures – and we certainly have our share of felines who would be perfectly happy if every other cat at the Sanctuary disappeared.  But we also have many cats who are happy to tolerate each other’s company – and even a few who have clearly bonded relationships.

Dusty & Ridley - BC

A quick scan of past blogs will give us an array of Best Feline Friends: Adam & May, Rudolph & Salish, Samantha & Chimo, (Chimo's love, PawPaw, is gone, but he and Samantha are good buddies), Dusty & Ridley.  Some have been bonded for most of their lives with us; others have had bonds with other cats, now passed, and have sought out a new BFF.

Princess & Spike - MW

Spike and Princess have been a “couple” for some years. Though they didn’t arrive from the same place, they could almost always be found sharing a bed in the Double-Wide – preferably somewhere close to the med cage and the possibility of treats.

Princess - LP

And then at some stage in the last few months, they started drifting apart – I noticed it most often when showing visitors around, and finding Spike occupying his regular space, but Princess high up on the cage-tops, or out in the back courtyard.  Various other cats shared Spike’s bed, but Princess seemed to prefer keeping her distance.

Watching the old med-cage door - JN

About six weeks ago, the med-cage (and that’s really all it was – a walk-in cage where the med-staff could track cats and dispense medications) was enlarged to about twice its size by expanding into the space of an adjacent cage and the equivalent corridor.  And it just so happened that this bit of corridor was the home base for Spike, Buddy, Tugboat and half a dozen others.  Of course, there is no lack of available alternate space, but there was a week or so of negotiating feline realty, and of deciding who wanted to base themselves where.  During this period, little smoke-cat Sara Lee had a cage-stay for some dental care, and with her release, all the patterns seemed to change again.

Sara Lee - KN

For years Sara Lee has been my quality control assistant at mealtimes, but now her place has been taken over by Miss Parker, who is much less ladylike (though equally enthusiastic) about getting the first taste. Sara Lee normally hovered on the other side of the laundry room, but I started to find her in the space she had once shared with her friend Kiddie.

SaraLee, with her late friend, Kiddie - DW

 And then, suddenly, there were three – Sara Lee occupying the middle of a basket, and Spike and Princess flanking her.  Couple mediation?  A menage a trois? I don’t know – but the three can often be found together, with the alternate combination being Spike and Princess being lovebirds once again, with Sara Lee in an adjacent bed.

A small bowl - and three loving cats - BC

All our cats are safely spayed and neutered, of course – but, as with humans, loving relationships are less about biology and more about psychology. And these three seem to have found a balance (like Capilano, Walker and Chinook) in which they all have a part to play in making each other happy.

Blog by Brigid Coult

Photos by Brigid Coult, Joanne Nicholson, Karen Nicholson, 

Lisa Parker, Debbie Wolanski, Michele Wright

Room for Teens

One regular visiting-day question is “where are the kittens?”

Kittens always look SO cute!  - JS

Visitors are always disappointed to learn that any kittens in RAPS care are usually to be found at the City Shelter, waiting for adoption – and some of them go rushing off to visit there.
In fact, to get kittens to that point, there’s a great deal more RAPS care by the invisible (to the public) team of fosterers.  Any time a pregnant cat, or a mom and kittens arrives in our care, someone from the fostering team leaps into action.  Many of them reserve a room in their home just as a kitten-nursery; if that space is taken, stand-alone cages are erected on the dining-room table, and all formal entertaining is postponed.

Mama Carly Simon is now settled with us;
her kittens were all adopted from the City Shelter - MW/KD

Fosterers are used to the anxiety of waiting for a litter to be born, of tube- and syringe-feeding when necessary, of dodging a protective mom in order to clean a cage. They handle young kittens as soon as possible, to familiarize them with people – the weaning stage between four and eight weeks is usually seen as the best time – and when the kittens are old enough, they are taken to the City Shelter for adoption - while mama is spayed, to prevent another litter, and moved to Shelter or Sanctuary, depending on her temperament.

Four wary teenagers: Perry, Peony, Perkins & Della - MM

The problem comes when we receive older kittens, who are past that optimal window for easy handling. Socializing them when they are four months old or more can take a great deal of patience to overcome the feral instincts instilled by a feral mama. We will sometimes receive these ones at the Sanctuary. At the age of 4 months to a year, they are not yet fully adult – we would probably say that a 1-year old kitten is developmentally equivalent to a 15-year old human.  And though 15-year old humans can be delightful creatures, they are not as adult as they think they are! We don’t need any feline teen pregnancies, so all of them will be “speutered” (spayed/neutered) before they come to us.

Baby Beetle is all grown up now - but still shy  - MW

You may hear the Sanctuary’s Hill House sometimes referred to as “The Teens”, from its early function. These days we have fewer teens, and they usually go to a room off the quiet senior-focused Moore House.  At one stage it housed Sage and Silky, Cricket, Beetle and Frisky, it was a home for the young cow-cats, Mya and Kirstie, when they first came to us, for Perry, Perkins and Peony (all adopted) and now it’s the base for six youngsters.

Blond Leo relies on his braver friend Benny - BC

Leo and Benny came to us from a hoarding situation. They are less than a year old, and were initially very nervous about being handled. Benny rapidly settled; Leo was less ready to be touched. They were sited in the DoubleWide, and got a lot of attention, but large as our cages are, they really didn’t give this pair space to be as active as they would like. Kitty Comforters spent a lot of time and love on them, and it was obvious that it would just take a bit of time. The two of them are a younger echo of Lindor and Parker who came to us earlier this year – and with similar colouring and initial characteristics. Both Lindor and Benny are fuzzy and black, fairly outgoing and not afraid to engage; both Parker and Leo are slighter and blond, much more shy and in need of coaxing.

Mason loves having space to play - AM

In the cage facing them was a little black panther: young Mason; very hissy and swatty in his first weeks with us, but with the Kitty Comforters working with him, he became very keen on human company – going in to feed or clean his cage meant entertainment time!

It's a hard life, being a kitten, says Mozart - MW

In the meantime, there was another group of teens in one of the Single-Wide’s big cages, tended only by the med staff until we were sure that they were all healthy. This trio had come to us from the Interior, offspring of a feral mama, and about 8 months old. They were named Pistachio, Caleb and Mozart – Pistachio with a little moustache marking; Caleb with more black markings, and Mozart more grey.

Mozart & Caleb - KN

Now there’s been a general reshuffle and the two groups have been put together in the Moore House kitten room, where there’s more room for them to run and play, and for the Kitty Comforters to do the work of socializing them as much as possible.  We hope that they will eventually go to the City Shelter for adoption, but it may be that their feral beginnings are too ingrained to overcome, and they will end up staying with us like the other youngsters. Sadly for visitors, the Moore House is off-limits – they may be seen out on the deck if they choose; they can be admired but not handled.

Pistachio - MW

The Kitty Comforters, of course, are having a wonderful time – but they all know that how they play with these delightful fuzzballs will be vital in establishing patterns that will help Benny and Leo, Mason, Pistachio, Caleb & Mozart eventually to find new homes and grow to be confident cats.

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Photos by Brigid Coult, Kati DeGraff, Anne Marchetti, the late Marianne Moore, 

Karen Nicholson, Jocelyn Schonekess, Michele Wright

Brunet & Blonde

TV

Two cats came in to us about six months ago, and were initially placed in adjacent cages to acclimatize. They arrived within a few weeks of each other, and for similar reasons – both are beautiful cats, but not easily adoptable.

BC

The more senior, in terms of Sanctuary time, is black Lindor. He was surrendered as a result of a family move, and was not happy about being caged. He was one of the cats that needed a drape over the front of his cage to fend off passing prowlers who thought it funny to pee in his direction. His beautiful appearance and glossy fur prompted many volunteers to offer petting, which was mostly turned down after a touch or two. We could see that in a Shelter situation, he would not present himself well to potential adopters.

TV

The cage next to him was taken by blonde Parker, who had been surrendered when her behaviour changed with the arrival of a new baby in the family. Like her neighbour, she was not all that keen on attention – she would allow a visitor to sit and talk to her, and offer the occasional stroke, but she was antsy about it. I gather she had been surrendered for aggressive behaviour; like so many of our “aggressive” cats, most of the behaviour problem lay in the human’s non-understanding of her body language, and we were ready to give her as much time as she needed to settle.

BC

Lindor was the first of the pair to be released; he didn’t wander far, preferring initially to stay on the table near the cage (basking in the un), and then to claim the top of the cupboard where the food cans are kept.  He kept an eye on Parker’s cage, and as soon as it was open, he went visiting.

BC

Parker preferred to remain in “her” cage for quite some time; she investigated the surroundings a little, but was not entirely happy to leave her space in order to get some dinner, and come back to find Lindor in possession. Being to some extent a lady, she didn’t make a great fuss, but preferred to ignore the interloper.

BC

We wondered if we might have a pairing here, but brunet and blonde were not to be...
Lindor began exploring a little further afield, and can quite often be found visiting in the back courtyard, especially when volunteers are sitting over coffee. He’s mostly a loner, not interacting much with the other cats, but he is much happier to accept human attention than he used to be – especially where treats are concerned; Leslie says he could be used in a Temptations commercial

KN

Parker’s explorations began with the laundry room, and the wonderful assortment of shelves with comfy beds – as well as the less comfy perches that offer a great viewing point.

JC

With the warmer weather, she can also be found investigating outside in the back courtyard; she likes to sit on the high shelf near the New Aids entrance, but she’s recently been seen going all the way to the back, and into pen 5, as well as exploring in the flowerbeds.

BC

She’s very affectionate with her chosen humans, and will sit on laps when she feels safe.

BC

Neither cat is showing anywhere near the edginess they had when they first came in; both seem to be enjoying the freedom to explore, and though they’ve not made feline friends yet, they can take their own time over that – the agenda is all theirs!

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Photos by Jackie Chappell, Brigid Coult, Karen Nicholson, Tanisha Vincent