She’s Bagheera’s sister now. She used to live on the street and sleep in the flower bed in front of our building. I saw her around the neighborhood for about two months and kept asking everyone who she belonged to. Everyone said she was feral. So I fed her and spent hours laying on the side walk to be a small as possible as to make myself less threatening. Eventually she would partially climb up on my lap and she would let me scratch her belly while she purred and drooled. One day I hadn’t seen her around and I asked a neighbor. He replied that his landlord had called animal control, so they may have taken her. My heart sank. I started calling for her and asking everyone that passed by if they had seen her. After a while someone mentioned they thought she was down the block and we were all calling for her by the many names she had accumulated begging from all of us. Then we saw her. I grabbed my cat carrier and scooped her up in it. Immediately we left to the nearest vet I could Yelp. She was scanned for a chip, tested and given a clean bill of health…well as best as a street cat can have…and some worm medicine to take once we got home. I was instructed to keep her separated from Bagheera for 10 days. It was a long 10 days of screaming and scratching at the door by both girls. They wanted to meet so badly. I posted pics and checked lost per sites to make sure we didn’t get too attached if she was being missed by a family. No one seemed to miss her and eventually the girls got to meet. Miraculously they got along right away. Over the past couple of months they’ve become best friends. They always want to be near each other and they cuddle and groom one another. It’s so wonderful. Don’t get me wrong, it’s also a lot of work. I spent a few nights sleeping on the cold hard bathroom floor holding Stitch to keep her calm when she was trying to get out in those early days. Then she went in heat and I spent many nights awake trying to keep her quiet so the neighbors didn’t complain. We got her spay a few days ago and I spent the first night lying on the floor with her making sure she wasn’t tempted to lick her stitches. She has managed to tear up cat toys in a matter of minutes. She refuses to get on our sleep schedule and has now got Bagheera staying up all night as well. But in the end it’s worth it. I love both of my girls and it makes me so happy to see Bagheera running around chasing her new sister filled with joy and a new found excitement.
Keep up with Stitch on her sisters twitter @BagheeraFun