A cat tale: Surprise, fun, disappointment, shock

  Today’s automobile:

 1919 Dodge Brother's Car

Some thoughts for today:

We were in the mountains for a day and a half visiting friends. Then grocery shopping. On the second load into the RV door I looked down and behind the front wheel of the RV was a yellow kitten looking up at me! It Looked just like one of the ferals. IT WAS ONE ! Somehow that little tom cat rode many miles under the coach somewhere, and did not jump out at the traffic lights we stopped out. Then did not eat except for maybe ants. Normally when that diesel starts at home cats head for the neighbor’s or the woods.

He approahed us but would not let us touch him for a time. He ate and after 2 days we coxed him into the coach to eat. But he made it back outside as quickly as possible. We wanted him to be able to ride back in the coach.

Using a plastic drawer from our basement I made a litter box using dirt and some sawdust. I put him in it and dug with my fingers. He dug once and jumped out.

In an hour He actually jumped in, dug him a little hole and peed and covered it. Later he pooped and covered it up. WE had him. He had a ball in the coach and spend Sat. Night in the coach. Sunday morning we were real careful every time we opened the door made sure Tommy Tom did not escape. We hooked up the car and checked out. A few miles down the road we could not find Tommy. I pulled over and we searched everywhere we could imagine. Somehow that sucker had snuck out.

It would be a big thing to U-turn and head back up the more narrow roads, get permission to reenter the park and try to find Tommy, so we continued on. I said, “Kittens are so cute he will have no problem finding a camper that will take him.” We had tried so hard to get him back home. Then about 20 miles down the road Sherry heard, “Meow!” The sucker had appeared to use the litter box.

We were all smiles the rest of the way. Holding him and petting him. He even rode on my lap awhile as I drove.

At home? At first Mama rejected him. She didn’t believe all his stories about riding the coach and visiting towns and woods and wrapping grandpa and grandma around his little paw.  Finally she allowed him to nurse, and I rewarded her with some warm milk…..

This was a unique adventure.

NiteShipslog

PS: SOME Surprises can be extra nice…..