Cats on the Move – Tigger

It’s disappointing to learn that pretty long hair Stella was returned, due to problems with resident cats. She seems none the worse for her travels at least – if anything, she’s more eager for personal attention. She’s still friendly and fun, though now recommended to be an only cat.

There’s a new pair from Yolo across the hall. "Cleocatra," a gorgeous and outgoing calico, immediately catches my eye. Then I chat with a woman who’s looking for a cat that can handle frequent car trips between her weekday and weekend homes. She’s drawn to Cleo too, and we go in to meet her.

Cleo’s shy for about a second, then rubs around, super friendly. The woman clearly adores cats, but is a little over friendly with her hands, causing the second cat to retreat. But Cleo enjoys the attention. Just to test her, I pick her up. She settles easily on my shoulder, comfortable with a one handed cuddle, and even climbs up to perch, no handed. The woman has a roommate to consult, and other cats still to see. I’m part hoping she finds the right cat, and part concerned for any cat with a frequent commute.

I spend awhile with Tigger, a frisky tabby and white 5 year old who’s been here awhile. She’s very alert, a little anxious, and moves quickly between lap cuddles and zipping after a toy. She reminds me of a small child, just in terms of her attention span, but I think she’ll settle down with a comfortable routine.

Our play is interrupted by the sight of a small black cat trotting along the hallway. It’s Twilight, who apparently took advantage of her door not having been fully shut. I hurry after her, and she even makes a dash for the just closing main hall door. I manage to corral her back into her room, very glad not to be instigating a chase through the rest of Maddie’s.

Last kitty of the day isn’t supposed to be moving around – 6 month old Hopalong is recovering from leg surgery. He came in injured, and he’s a shy guy to start with. Very cute though, and sweet and sensitive. He’s a thin, pale orange fellow with greenish eyes. He doesn’t like his big blue collar, but he blinks in contentment as I lie next to him, rubbing behind his ears. So patient for a youngster.

Out on 16th, a young woman passes me, carrying a stylish case with what looks like a grown up version of Hopalong. I catch up with her at the BART station, and compliment her on her cat’s looks and mellow disposition. (My cat – indeed, most cats – would be yowling if confined in a crowded station.) She says he’s a good traveler. He looks not exactly happy, but calmly resigned to his situation. Good to see another adaptable cat.

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