Before 2020, I lived a very different life, a single life that required a significant amount of business travel. Then pandemic. By the time I got my landlord to agree to let me have a pet, all the shelters were empty and I ended up with a tiny, toothless feral cat I named Fang. Our journey was complicated, two feral creatures figuring out how to live with each other and I captured it with this blog. Sadly, he passed in September of that year and in my grief, I impulsively adopted a puppy. Taking care of him was the baby step that led to raising a puppy which was the baby step to making the move to the Hudson Valley which led to me choosing ceramics as my next chapter. So naming the studio after Feral Fang seemed fitting. Below is the journey that started it all.
I have sad news to share, Fang has crossed over to the land of never-ending cat beds and carrot-shaped toys… Euphemisms aside, turns out he didn’t have a sprained foot, he had thrown a huge blood clot and his heart was failing so I had him put to sleep earlier today. Though his time as feral Fang was short, I…
Something is wrong with Fang, he’s been crying and there seems to be something wrong with his hind leg. He’s evaded my attempts to capture him, here’s an upshot of him trying to get up the bathroom vanity and into the drawer… Finally caught him! We’re off to the vet, hopefully they’ll be able to patch him up…
I was sitting on the sofa and he wanted to have a little snuggle…. look at those feet! ❤️
I finally cracked the code for Fang’s food, he’s now eating everything’s his plate! I’m relieved I can’t feel every vertebrae in his spine every time I pet him but is it just me or is he looking a bit chonky these days? #sigh
Fang has started rubbing his head on my legs while I work and today, he flopped over next to me! That look though… even when he wants something from me, he’s still judging me… 🤣🤣🤣
Fang refuses to let me pet him when he’s all cute and cozy in his bed but he’s too lazy to get all the way out so he just sort of tumbles off it and let’s me pet him like this…. 😂😂😂🤦🏻♀️🤦🏻♀️🤦🏻♀️
I walked in on Fang peeing today. I didn’t do it on purpose – the bathroom light was off, I was looking down at what was in my hand, suddenly there was a mid-pee scramble… He ran straight to Safehouse #1 (aka under the sofa) and wouldn’t come back out. Of course, I eventually forgot he was in Safehouse #1…
This sofa thing is becoming a regular event! 🐱🎉
Tomorrow is our 4 month anniversary and Fang gave me a gift tonight, he jumped up on the sofa, let me pet him and then sat with me a while! When I started fostering this toothless feral little lunatic, I didn’t think we’d ever get here – it’s been quite the ride… We’ve had good days – the first time…
Well, he’s gone from watching me judgmentally whilst I do yoga to participating? next stage, downward cat? 😹😹😹
