Hi, you’ve stumbled on my journal.
Here is where I will document my life & all I love.
The title of my page, “Squeak & Purr Crochet”, is the name of my recently opened ETSY shop. Currently it’s only offering an ALIEN & UFO crochet stuffy, but I have made many different patterns for my first ever market in May. Most of the stuffies I’ve crochet have been CATS so far.
Which will lead into my first post about something I LOVE which is –
FOSTERING CATS
Meet Sylvester. He’s about 3 years old. He appeared at a feral cat colony at the end of last year. He wasn’t neutered and had no collar or microchip.
The kind lady who cares for the colony noticed how sweet he is. She wanted him to have a family of his own to love on him and an indoor home to keep him safe. (The average life expectancy of an outdoor cat is 2–5 years, whereas an indoor cat on average lives 13–17 years.)
She reached out to FELT (For Every Living Thing) of VA. I picked him up early Friday morning (4-11-26). He hid all of yesterday under my bathroom sink (very, very normal for a new foster). I visited him throughout the day. Each time, I got down on the floor, spoke to him, and gave him lots of slow blinks (a kitties way of saying “I feel safe with you, and I love you”).
By the afternoon, he would gently meow to me. He never left the safety of the little bathroom sink cave, but the meows felt like a conversation.
By evening (since he had enjoyed head scratches when I picked him up in the morning), I slowly put my hand under the sink toward him. He stretched his little face over to sniff my hand, which I took as a great sign. Before I went to bed, I tried this technique again. This time, I gently scratched near his ear. He leaned into it, but when I moved my hand away, he stayed in his spot.
This felt like a good first day. 🙂
The next morning, this morning, when I visited, he meowed to me and crawled out from under the sink to greet me! He leaned into all the pets (he adorably stands up on his two back legs to soak all the pets in) and did lots of little biscuit making steps. I snapped some adorable pictures of him, including the one shared above.
Seeing how happy and comfortable he was, I let my 7-year-old daughter come in to meet him. She is my foster assistant and has been eagerly waiting. When she first entered the room, he hid again, but with some soft words, he came right back out. He was thrilled to have 2 friends petting him and telling him how good of a boy he is.
I’m excited to get to know Sylvester better and help him find his forever home.
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