To the left is Kip. Kip and his siblings were rescued and brought into care when they were just a few weeks old. Kip hasn't perfectly adjusted, hence he has come to us for some 'rehab'- he has problems with his manners! He is litter trained - in fact he is very clean. He has a good appetite. He would play all day given the choice so what is the problem? Well when he sees your hand he works on the principle of 'if it moves smack it' and sadly he smacks with his claws out and you cannot not get near him.
But the behaviour is stranger still. At night he sleeps in a pen, equipped with ensuite and food like all plush rehab facilities, and he loves it. Like a well trained puppy when I go in on an evening after his day in the unit we just have to say 'bed' and in he gets. On a morning when it is time for him to come out he bounds forward and we pick him up and have a huge cuddle. He flings himself back, he purrs, he rubs, we put him onto the floor and then we are back to smacking when you approach him. As a result hands and arms have a number of war wounds.
Today I had a breakthrough. As he chilled on the unit sofa this afternoon he smacked me, but with no claws, and then let me stroke his head and tickle his chin for a whole minute. We can see light at the end of the tunnel.
Kip is in no way unusual and not the worse case by far. Part of our work takes us into feral colonies when we trap and neuter. Feral cats are wild animals and however cutesy they look you are soon reminded they are not. Sometimes we have sent some real buggers to the vets for neutering and as the vets emerge with torn hands I feel a little guilty but it seems it could be a lot worse.
That in the croc's mouth is the arm of vet Chang Po-yu.
The arm was retrieved and sewn back on.
I'll stick with cats...even tempremental Kip!
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Oh My God. That croc photo has made me go a bit light-headed :-(
Sounds like Kip is letting you get closer, which must feel really good, considering he's so, er, 'playful'.
I'm off to have more nightmares now! LOL
Posted by: china blue | 12 April 2007 at 09:39 PM
Best use of the word Armageddon in a blog, ever. :) Great post.
Posted by: T.D. Fuhringer | 13 April 2007 at 06:42 PM
The croc-thing... Blleeur...aaarrrghhh!
Kip sounds like Coco was at Xmas - everything done with all claws out (I went home to Germany covered in lots of half-moon sets of clawmarks, which itched like mad as I am allergic to pussycats. She was just playing and was fervently over-excited at us being there, but I could see how that might get wearing)
Posted by: Marjory | 14 April 2007 at 10:12 AM
The Tabby Panther back at the House of Gloom came from feral stock (born on the local rubbish dump). Fortunately I got him when he was pretty young and is now wonderfully domesticated. The only time his behaviour was out of order was when I moved and, having tried to keep him in for a few days to get accostomed to new space and have a catflap fitted, he protested at the required use of a litter tray in the meantime by weeing in my handbag.
Posted by: Thursday | 15 April 2007 at 09:57 PM
Cool looking cat!
Posted by: Betty the Sheep | 16 April 2007 at 01:38 PM