Folks have been asking after the feral cat and the bunny, on account I have not discussed them here recently, so for those interested, an update.
1. First, bad news on the bunny front: The bunny escaped from her outside hutch, which we moved her to during the summer, roughly a month ago and has not been seen since. How she escaped is a matter of some debate, although the likely answer is that Athena had a party for some of her friends and one of them accidentally jostled one of the several latches on the bunny cage, opening one of the doors and allowing the rabbit to hop off (we don’t expect it was an intentional thing. None of Athena’s friends are like that). We searched for her for several days in the treeline, but she’s gone. We like to think that she hopped off, found a nice boy bunny, et cetera and so on. We had the bunny for almost exactly a year, and during that time she had a pretty sweet life, so at least there’s that.
2. On the feral cat front, we took the cat in and got it all fixed up, and the cat repaid us by saying “later” and heading out at the first convenient opportunity. Which is fine. He was emphatically not interested in us, he was interested in the food we provided, so when we went out of our way to do things to him he found annoying, his solution was to take off. This is part of that vaunted feline independence you hear so much about, I suppose.
3. Ironically, however, as one small black cat was kissing us off, another small black cat showed up. And unlike the feral cat, this little black cat was ridiculously gregarious, positively demanding the pettings, as well as the foods. Her complete comfort with humans suggests that she was, like two of the three cats we have at the house, probably someone else’s cat (or at least was born to someone else’s cat) and then dropped off out here in the boonies. But while she was adorable and sweet as hell, we already have three cats, which I consider the optimal maximum load for the Scalzi compound.
Fortunately, my mother-in-law had recently come into the market for a cat, both because she likes cats and because she was having a problem with mice in her house, so this little black kitten (and this one is a kitten; the vet says she is less than a year old) found a nice new home with her and has been ridiculously spoiled since. And she’s killed several mice in the house, so everyone’s happy. So everyone say hello to Queenie, my cat-in-law. She’s the one in the picture above.
All other animals (Daisy, Ghlaghghee, Lopsided Cat, Zeus) are perfectly happy and healthy.
This has been your Scalzi Animal Update; further news as events warrant.