There is an orange tomcat I have seen off and on for years. I am not sure if he is the same tomcat Ron named "Paw" (as he is likely the father of Cleo and Spotty) who tried to get in the cat door for years (Biscuit doesn't like him) before Ron died. I didn't see him for a while.
We have some rentals in the neighborhood, they are attractive to tenants as most of the homes are large and luxurious looking. My home is a very basic one story clapboard very unlike all the big 2 story brick palaces. But you know what? When Ron went back in the wheelchair that one story came in handy!
I have heard stories of stroke victims having to sell their home and move because all the bathrooms were on the second floor and it was prohibitively expensive to remodel. I am very glad I looked at the worst case scenario finances and accessibility when I bought it.
Anyway he's a nice, healthy (even now) looking orange boy, not fixed. He is friendly. He comes up to me for pets. He keeps trying to get in the cat door, and did, one night, had a panic attack trying to climb the walls until I got up and opened the sliding glass door for him.
I named him Oscar because he looks like an Oscar to me, he's a solid orange shorthaired boy. He is not fixed a quick look at his back end will tell you that!
He lived several houses away, on another street. It was a Latino family, they had 2 young men who were always puttering in the garage. They left the garage cracked open so Oscar had a place to shelter, I think. He would go running over to the house if he was out roaming in the morning and one of them came out so I think he loved them.
They got evicted. I saw the big moving van and then a week later the irate Asian landlord doing cleanup. They are still cleaning up weeks later. If there's a landlord database out there that family is blacklisted!
I didn't see him for a while so I had hoped they took him with.
I didn't get him neutered because some cultures are very weird about that and he wasn't my cat. Also, my girl is fixed.
He won't be making kittens at my house. And, again, while my Spanish is workable for some situations it wasn't up for the "Spay and Neuter your pets" lecture.
He is obviously looking for a place to land. I have seen him a time or two, blocks up the road, when I was walking to the bus stop in the early morning (he loves to roam when I'm going to work). We have some kindly ladies who feed cats, he is in good shape physically and I have a shelter in the back yard. I watched him out the window just now, he went through my yard urinating on various objects.
I need to pray about this and figure out what to do. My 3 cats have made it abundantly clear they don't want him around. It is winter so maybe Texas Litter Control (a nearby spay/neuter rescue) can help. I don't have my trap anymore either.
That's it for now!
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