Disciples of Otis,
Brother Oliver here.
First off, let me just say that Brother Henry is still recovering from his mouth surgery. He’s had several “ouchy” moments in recent days which we are all hoping is just because he is not yet healed, and not because his original problem is still bothering him. It’s too soon to tell at this point, but please keep him in your thoughts and purrs. Now, on to today’s business.
Limbo kitty Abe was making steady progress toward trusting the Guardians. They set up a little lean-to Toastitron on the front porch to keep him close, and he was using it all the time.
As Abe spent more time in close proximity to the Guardians, he was really beginning to open up to them. It started slowly, with him cautiously approaching at mealtime, and a few times he even let the Guardians pet him… a little anyway.
Just as it seemed that Abe was on the verge of being swept up in The Capture, everything changed. A new kitty that the Guardians had never seen before appeared in the yard. Abe and this new kitty became fast enemies.
Even though they knew he was a boy, the Guardians decided to call the new kitty Olive. I kind of like it. Anyway, at first they thought Olive might be a Limbo kitty or a lost kitty. His long fur was in pretty good condition, so they assumed someone had been caring for him recently. They posted his photo on a lost and found pet blog in their area, and they made posters of him that they hung all over the neighborhood. If he had guardians, the Guardians wanted to find them so they could talk to them about keeping him inside both for his own safety, and so he would stop chasing away Abe. If he had no guardian, well, then the Guardians would work with him to bring him in out of the wilderness.
The posters generated one call from a person who thought Olive was her cat. She said she let their cat outside all the time and doesn’t always know where he goes. The Guardians talked to her about cat enclosures and keeping her cat safely confined in general, and told her about all the dangers there are to cats in the outside world. Her reply was, “Well, that’s a risk I’m willing to take.” Brother Henry, Thomas, and I are very glad the Guardians are not willing to take a similar risk with our lives. As it turned out, Olive wasn’t the cat that belonged to this particular person.
In addition to the phone call mentioned above, the Guardians received half a dozen other calls from people who had seen the poster of Olive or seen him online. None of them were very helpful. They all had a similar message which was, “Don’t take the cat to the shelter because that is just a death sentence!” I found this to be a very odd statement since both Brother Henry and I spent some time in a shelter in our youth. All the shelter did to us was neuter us and find us the best home we could have ever hoped for! The statement was even more puzzling because many of these people were advocating leaving Olive on the streets. It seems to me like that would be the real death sentence, not to mention a blatant violation of Leader Otis’s Commandments.
As if to demonstrate how dangerous the world without walls can be to a kitty, after these phone calls Olive showed up with a nasty looking eye. The Guardians think he injured it in a fight with Abe.
So now the Guardians are working to gain Olive’s trust so they can sweep him up in The Capture too. His eye looks a little better now, so that’s a relief, but he is still pretty shy. Abe is still out there, waiting in the wings. The Guardians are making sure they get food to him whenever they are able, and they have been running interference whenever he has a confrontation with Olive. Some days that has seemed like a full time job.
Purr for Abe and Olive and the other lost souls that are out there, and please keep doing all that you can to bring the Limbo and Shadow Kitties in your area in from the cold. I continue to believe, as Leader Otis did, that together we can create a world in which all cats are happy, healthy, and safely confined.
In Otis’s name,