When I rescued Alex back on 9/29 I knew I was going to change his life forever. He’d been thru crap I can only imagine. He needed love and LOTS of food. I remembered wondering if I was going to have to torture him with a BATH cause he was so icky compared to what I was used to. It’d been a LONG time since I got to watch an animal transform and bloom in real time in front of my face. Sometimes, having day in, day out contact makes noticing changes harder, but not with him.
This picture was taken just a few days after I rescued him. You can’t tell how filthy he felt to me. He still felt grimey, though I’d gotten some wet wipes and they did help, I just still wasn’t happy. Fussy cat mama, I know. You can see how his rib cage still protruded a little, and how there was NO belly on that guy whatsoever. I swear he was kitten sized too!
I took this picture just a few days ago OUTSIDE, right before he trashed his harness clasp in one bite (MONSTER I swear LOL). I swear he’s gotten long as **** (at least as long as Curzon ever was if not on the verge of Nimbus). You can see he’s got plenty o’belleh now. He just LOOKS better. He looks like the young mancat that he IS. We have told him he’s too young to be handsome yet but dang it he’s cute as a bugs’ ear (and for the record, bugs bunny, not a bug). It’s probably the only reason he’s gotten away with so much of his crap LOL.
I am so forever grateful that he’s here. Maybe someday he’ll have a brofur (or maybe sisfur, not ruling it out, it’s his call) to play with. But, for now, he’s adjusting tremendously to the life of a captured, domesticating cat. He’s starting to get more confidence on the harness, and taking small walks on his own accord, and not just jogging home. He’s a long way away from being trusted off-harness, but maybe in time. Curzon needed time too, and that boy was just as glued to me as this one. Jadzia, hahahaha yeah, NO. Not ever. But luckily she had no real desire to be outside.
I want to thank every last one of you for enjoying the ride with us. I know I don’t blog as much as y’all would like – or Alex would, for that matter. But I’ve been focused on trying to enjoy these moments when I’m not yelling at him to get away from cords LOL. I guess I need a cord BOX to dome over my home office cords LOL.