We found a young kitten on the street in the summer. She was very, very skinny and dehydrated, not chipped and couldn’t find her owners. We put posters up and posted on social media loads and loads but the vet said she was as likely feral (she didn’t seem so to me - she seemed socialised) and since she was not chopped or neutered, and needed a home, she might as well be ours so we ended up keeping her.
That was in June and she’s about 7 months old now and I’m just looking at her sleeping on her favourite blanket on the couch, and just thinking about how - at what point did she decide/ accept/ claim this is her home? She’s the most cautious of the outside of all of our four cats. Plays outside for five mins at a time but then comes hurtling back in when it gets too much, and she spends the majority of her time inside and is very attached to us.
The other three came to us as kittens (at different times) raised with their mother in a home until they found their new home with us. Their acceptance of their new home feels less significant but the kitten - it feels more so. Did she have a moment where she thought - ok they have food and warmth and they keep me safe. I’ll stay here if I can.
I wish cats could talk so much!