I want to write about my cat, Mishu. My neighbor adopted this orange kitten and named him Mishu. He wouldn't stay in the house and would yowl until he was let out. This went on for a while. He'd come yowling around my apartment looking to be fed. I already have to cats and wasn't ready to have another. The neighbor would give me money to feed Mishu.
Eventually, Mishu decided I was his human and began to come into my house regularly. He is now a year old. I could set my clock by him. He comes in at 5 or 6 am, eats a little, then sits by me till I move. Then he goes out to return again at 6 pm. At first, the other cats did not like him. Now, he comes in and stays for longer. When he cuddles next to me, he constantly purrs. He is so affectionate. And the other cats, especially Mickey, licks him and sniffs him when he comes in.
We decided we had to have him fixed. The day he came home, I kept him in. I got up in the morning and he was gone. I couldn't figure how he got out until I saw the torn screen in the bathroom. I have jalousie windows, and he tore the screen and escaped. I don't have a cat door so this is his escape route.
We thought having him fixed would calm him down. No way. He is domineering, territorial and possessive. He still fights with other neighborhood cats coming home with cuts and scratches. He brings me captured birds, mice and lizards as love offerings.
When he is home, the other cats don't come into the room. I am HIS human after all.
Animals, like babies, do not have a cluttered mind. They see things we don't. I am in a program that helps me with the rent. The other day, my social worker came over. Mishu took one look at her and dashed off to his escape window. I take his assessment seriously.
The other evening, his former 'owner' had some guys over; they were outside,playing music and being loud. Mishu was coming home, and when he saw them, he freaked. I had to grabbed him and take him in the house.
I take his assessment seriously.