Hey, cat lovers! Ready to meet Tweety, another one of my kitties?
Tweety’s story is a little bittersweet, unfortunately. I love this boy, though. Hopefully, you will too!
Tweety and four other teenage kittens were found in an abandoned colony of cats a few towns over. Not a lot is known about the situation, but I’ll list the bare facts.
A very unwell woman and her family started a nearly hoarding situation. They decided to ‘rescue’ a bunch of cats, as well as, oddly, raccoons and other injured wildlife. The wildlife had been kept in cages in the house. The cats may have been at some point, but they had been released outdoors. All of them, unfixed.
This mentally unwell woman and her family’s home was foreclosed by the bank. They moved. But abandoned over 60 cats when they left. Animal control for the area got involved and asked for help from the Wild Cat Foundation in Lafayette, Louisiana, to get them all fixed before relocating them to a rice field or something.
All the cats were trapped and fixed. Wild Cat Foundation called on a few of us in a desperate attempt to find barn homes for some of these cats, most of whom acted feral. The rice field idea wasn’t a great solution as there would be no caretaker or acclimation period. Six barn people responded that first weekend. I took in 6 trapped feral adults. I purposely chose the scared and suspected feral ones.
There was just one problem: Five kittens, maybe too old to be socialized.
All of them were tabbies. All of them completely immobile with fear. It was estimated they were 4 months old (and that was wrong, after examinations, it was determined they were 5 months old and small).
This was the dilemma. Kittens that old, if completely feral, might not socialize easily. If they do socialize, they aren’t going to be comfortable with tons of people. Wild Cat Foundation offers kittens for adoption through PetSmart (thanks to PetSmart Charities). Would these kittens be socialized enough to handle that? They wouldn’t get adopted huddling in the corner of the cat enclosure.
I offered to try to socialize a couple of them. Choosing the two bigger kittens, I took them home to socialize. I figured, even if I failed, I had a barn home for them.
The other three were kept at the office in an effort to socialize them there. This was not a success. Two of them were fixed and found barn homes. The last one, a pretty brown marbled tabby, was taken by a boy and his mother (who helped with trapping the colony).
Socializing Tweety and Marbles
I socialize kittens differently than the local feral cat group does, apparently. I’ve never had it fail, but I don’t usually deal with kittens in a shelter-like atmosphere or deal with cages.
In any case, I started working with Tweety and his brother, Marbles. I call them brothers, but we honestly do not know if they were separate litters or who their mothers were. Tweety is a gray and black tabby boy with spots instead of the normal amount of stripes. Marbles is a brown/gold marbled tabby and oh-so-pretty!
These two feral kittens, like the other three, were very ‘different’. I’ve socialized ferals before this and these guys didn’t act normal at all. When terrified, they cowered and hid, even when being pet. They would get more and more tense but would refuse to move. They jumped when pet and looked back as if trying to see what I was doing, so they definitely weren’t socialized.
I was told the three at Wild Cat would be left in a room with the cage door open and they wouldn’t even leave it. They simply cowered in the corner of the cage. The entire time. They didn’t play when unsupervised. They didn’t explore the area. Nothing but eat, use a litter box, and stay cowering and terrified in a cat bed or corner of the cage.
For the first day, I simply left my two new foster kittens to hide and settle in. This was the time for them to get used to the cats and me, without being bothered. My place is like a studio, so I was able to supervise this all from one small room. They had places to hide and feel safe if needed.
The first time they saw my cat, Buddy, they immediately greeted him like he was their mama! They actually started to meow at him and bite the fur around his neck. Buddy, of course, was completely weirded out by this and tried to escape mobbing by kittens.
Other than really young kittens, I’ve never seen a cat meow at another cat. Cats use some vocalization with each other, such as hisses, growls and yips and chirps, of course. Cats also use body language and scent to communicate, as well. But an adult cat doesn’t meow at other cats. You can check out why cats meow here.
Kittens will meow for their mama when hungry or scared or alone. Mama cats usually make vocalizations back, but not usually meows. Cats use meows exclusively with humans after kittenhood. It is theorized that cats learned this behavior to get our attention. Their meows are similar in frequency to a baby’s cries, apparently.
In any case, Tweety and Marbles started meowing in greeting at Buddy, my orange tabby. Their meows are different from normal cats meows. There were a lot of high-pitched sounds and chirps happening as well. I started suspecting that they had Bengal cat in their ancestry somewhere. With Marbles’ unique looks and their odd vocalizations? In fact, Tweety chirped so often I started calling him Tweety and it stuck!
I also quickly realized they don’t find direct stares and direct approaches threatening. They will do this to their foster siblings and completely freak the poor cats out when the feral boys were not being aggressive. They simply wanted to smell noses.
So I continued to work with Tweety and his brother. I’ll go over this process in more detail when I discuss kitten socialization.
The feral boys did get fixed, vaccinated, FeLV/FIV (Feline Leukemia and Feline Immunodeficiency Virus) combo tested, and microchipped at one point during our time together. While they were back at the Wild Cat Foundation office, they reverted back to freezing and cowering. Marbles at one point gave a warning bite, which broke no skin (thankfully).
This evaluation clearly failed and I’d had them a month.
Of course, I took the boys back! I wasn’t going to give up! So I continued to work on them. I hoped they could be adopted straight from me to their new home. It was slow going, but I got both completely tame. They can be picked up for a moment, even. Tweety actually flexes is paws when I pick him up as if kneading my arm and purrs now. They liked being pet. They started becoming vocal with humans.
They’d make lovely pets if someone had the patience to build a bond as I have with them. Unfortunately, they still didn’t trust other people. Both former ferals are no longer terrified of people, luckily. They just refuse their affection by leaving. They would not do well in a shelter setting. I don’t think they ever will.
So I made the decision to keep them as barn cats. I’m uncertain they would acclimate to anyone else and having grown up feral, they weren’t exactly thrilled being indoors. I started letting them into the barns after a couple of months, they started following me around the barns, too!
The Cat Named Tweety
Tweety is estimated to be about a year old now. He doesn’t chirp as often, but he still meows oddly. He also grew. A LOT. He’s now a very lean, long cat who is all legs!
Tweety eats wet food like it is going to disappear before he finishes. He just loves it. He’ll eat dry food if it is necessary, but he definitely prefers wet food. Not pate, however. He loves cat treats. And cat toys? He chases a laser light and slides around the hardwood floors. Catnip, however, doesn’t affect him at all. He does like other toys as well!
It’s hard to believe he was so terrified at Wild Cat Foundation because he is not afraid anymore. He doesn’t run or hide scared. He doesn’t hide from people. Tweety just refuses to let them touch him. He is not fearful of cars or other cats. In fact, he’s so playful and curious about other cats that he STILL freaks them out by being so direct with them.
Tweety and Buddy!
Want a video of Tweety? We have one! He joined me and Buddy walking one hot-as-crap afternoon!
Caring for Community Cats is Sad, Too
Unfortunately, two months ago, Marbles disappeared one morning. I do not believe that he would purposely take off, despite his feral background as he was bonded strongly to my cat, Buddy, and his brother, Tweety. He’s microchipped though! I have a lost and found post on Facebook. I’m still searching the shelters and the lost and found pet groups and classifieds near me.
Tweety was clinging to me a bit more after his brother went missing. He also made a new friend in the abandoned pet cat I call Stubby. They chase each other and play. Tweety even melted Daisy’s heart and she will actually play with him. He does freak out Echo so badly she runs away. Every, single time.
Tweety isn’t alone, at least. I also do not wish to give him up, especially after all this.
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