Yoshi
Meet Yoshi
Yoshi was until December 2019 a feral cat who lived in the woods behind our house. Being all of 8 months old, he was an adept hunter, but would sometimes come to our patio and eat the food that we put there for him. When the weather started getting cold in late November/early December, we bought him an insulated outdoor house, which we put on our patio. Over the next few weeks, he began to trust us sufficiently to let us touch him, and even to enter into our sunroom that opens on to the patio. We noticed that he was wounded, had stopped sleeping in his house, and was breathing with great difficulty.
It turned out that he was being bullied by at least one large neighborhood cat who would come looking for him on the patio.
Fearing that he would not survive the bitter cold of 10 degrees Fahrenheit (-12 Celsius), we allowed him in our sunroom and closed the door with him inside.
Over the next weeks, we had him treated for fleas and ticks, got him all of his immunizations, and generally had him checked up. It turns out that he had something called a diaphagmattic hernia, meaning that there was a gap in his diaphragm. This had caused all of his lower intestines to move up into his chest cavity, severely restricting his lungs. We sent him to have surgery in December, and we were given medicine to give him, which we have been giving to him over the last three weeks.
We are happy to report that he is in the best of health, fully recovered, and almost ready to join the other cats in our household.
He has also become a wonderful housecat; friendly, warm, and engaging. Feral cats are not supposed to take easily to home living, but this little guy loves it!
Yoshi
Meet Yoshi
Yoshi was until December 2019 a feral cat who lived in the woods behind our house. Being all of 8 months old, he was an adept hunter, but would sometimes come to our patio and eat the food that we put there for him. When the weather started getting cold in late November/early December, we bought him an insulated outdoor house, which we put on our patio. Over the next few weeks, he began to trust us sufficiently to let us touch him, and even to enter into our sunroom that opens on to the patio. We noticed that he was wounded, had stopped sleeping in his house, and was breathing with great difficulty.
It turned out that he was being bullied by at least one large neighborhood cat who would come looking for him on the patio.
Fearing that he would not survive the bitter cold of 10 degrees Fahrenheit (-12 Celsius), we allowed him in our sunroom and closed the door with him inside.
Over the next weeks, we had him treated for fleas and ticks, got him all of his immunizations, and generally had him checked up. It turns out that he had something called a diaphagmattic hernia, meaning that there was a gap in his diaphragm. This had caused all of his lower intestines to move up into his chest cavity, severely restricting his lungs. We sent him to have surgery in December, and we were given medicine to give him, which we have been giving to him over the last three weeks.
We are happy to report that he is in the best of health, fully recovered, and almost ready to join the other cats in our household.
He has also become a wonderful housecat; friendly, warm, and engaging. Feral cats are not supposed to take easily to home living, but this little guy loves it!