I am the super cat catching woman. You may call me Kitten Whisperer

by Veronica on May 8, 2013

in Animals

When I told Nathan we were getting not one, but two kittens, he was exasperated with me. Grumpy as well. I promised him that he wouldn’t have to clean up any kitten accidents and Amy and I would take care of the kitty litter. He rolled his eyes and refused to talk about kittens anymore. Then our kittens came home and he came to terms with them quite quickly. He’s a giant softy, really, despite his grumbling exterior.

Rosie and Alley have settled in beautifully and Nathan has stopped grumbling about them, which is nice, frankly.

This morning, as Nathan left to take Amy to school, I took Evelyn back to bed. Two minutes later, Nathan was home and worried. He’d seen a little grey kitten dart across the road in front of his car and was Alley inside and safe?

Yes, yes she was. Fast asleep on the couch, in fact.

But there was a grey kitten hiding in the hawthorn bushes in the corner of the paddock bordering our property. I followed him outside, and sure enough, there it was. Grey and skinny, the little kitten hid under the bushes, looking terrified. Nathan left, telling me ‘good luck with that.’

Five minutes later, I’d lost the kitten. Tangled in the bushes, I’d heard it dart through the fence, but hadn’t managed to see where it went. I gave up, feeling bad for the poor little thing, but figuring I could leave some food outside and see what happened.

Evelyn was crying and not sleeping when I came back inside, so I spent ten minutes putting her down, then I headed back outside with cat food and the dog, Maisy. You’d think taking a dog on a walk to find a terrified kitten would be a stupid idea. You’d probably be right.

Needless to say, I spent fifteen minutes walking around the hawthorn shaking the kitten food before Maisy got very interested in trail, presumably left by a kitten. She followed it to our chook shed and there it sat, cold and hissing at me. Moving closer, it panicked and tried to get into the roof of the shed, but found itself trapped.

This was, of course, good news for me, as it spat and hissed and freaked out, ten feet from the ground, above a tangle of blackberries. With no where to go, I stood on top of an old nesting box, stripped off my long-sleeved t-shirt and caught the kitten.

It fought. Oh Internet, it was terrified and it fought and hissed and scratched and bit. I had it by the scruff of the neck through my shirt though and a few moments later, it was bundled up tightly and unable to do much except shiver. It was cold and I could feel its ribs.

So, like any normal person, I brought it inside, just as Nathan got home. He hadn’t expected me to be able to catch it, but I am the woman who caught a rabbit with her BARE HANDS and I am amazing.

It’s sitting in a cat carrier in front of the fire now, looking discombobulated. I’m pretty sure it’s not a feral, because it didn’t freak out and hiss the moment it saw me in the hawthorn, and if it was feral, it ought to have been in a den somewhere, not walking through the wet grass and running across roads alone. Also it doesn’t seem nearly freaked enough by the dog to be feral.

I live on a highway and animals get dumped all the time. I think that’s what’s happened here. When I get Amy off the bus tonight I’ll ask the neighbours if anyone is missing a kitten, but if not, it looks like we might have a new family member.

Poor little thing.

dumped grey kitten

Amy R May 8, 2013 at 11:34 am

You are my hero! I don’t know many people who would strip off their shirt to catch a kitten! I would, but that’s just me. I’m not sure Nick would or anyone else I know. Except now you. Hope kitty calms down and settles in well!

Veronica May 8, 2013 at 11:42 am

I did have another (short-sleeved) top underneath, but what’s a little cold in the face of a homeless kitten? S/he is eating now and looked VERY interested when Rosie sniffed around the carrier entrance.

Anne May 8, 2013 at 12:11 pm

Well done on catching the little kitten! 🙂

A little ginger and white kitten has ‘adopted’ us here, and it’s been here for nearly two weeks now … I think it’s a girl cat (from what I can tell by looking in ‘that’ area lol), and its not a big fan of the kids yet (it really doesn’t help when they want to pick the poor kitty up all the time to give it a ‘cuddle’ and all it wants to do is run and hide … sigh) … but the kids think its great that we have a new family member anyway 🙂

Love the cat pic too 🙂

Veronica May 8, 2013 at 1:04 pm

Cats are good fun. I *think* this one is a little boy.

dharawal May 8, 2013 at 12:16 pm

Omg it’s the spitting image of my Nyxie who passed on this January at the ripe old age of 14. that’s what she looked like as a kitten. excuse me while I go burst into tears. 🙁

Veronica May 8, 2013 at 1:02 pm

I think it’s a boy, from a quick look. He’s the spitting image of Lucy too, who passed away recently.

Marita May 8, 2013 at 3:12 pm


::tears up::

it found a good place to land with you.

Karen Reid May 8, 2013 at 3:59 pm

You are the kitten whisperer. Lucky little kitty to end up with you

Rachel @ skullandcrosstales May 8, 2013 at 4:37 pm

What a gorgeous kitteh!! And good on you for going out of your way to rescue it – i think way too many people tend to turn a blind eye when it comes to stray/abandoned animals.

I do recommend a vet check though, just to make sure it doesn’t spread any nasties to your other two kitties. Goodluck!

eccentricess May 8, 2013 at 5:28 pm

For this, I love you so much, Veronica.
Kitty will be safe and happy and loved and all because of you. xx

river May 8, 2013 at 6:03 pm

Is that the kitty in the photo? He doesn’t look too skinny, so I’d say the dumping was fairly recent, just long enough ago for him to be very scared. I’m glad you saved him. Have the kids named him yet?

Veronica May 8, 2013 at 6:51 pm

He has pretty thick fur, when I touch him I can count all his bones. But he can’t have been out there longer than a week, I don’t think.

Jeanette May 8, 2013 at 6:52 pm

Aww clever mom! gorgeous looking cat!

Mother Down Under May 8, 2013 at 8:54 pm

Gorgeous boy!
And how lucky to have ended up with you!
We have rescued one dog and two chooks…a cat is next on my list!

roseg May 8, 2013 at 9:29 pm

i am always humbled to the point of tears when i see young kittens face their adversary head on with blind courage like that. it literally makes me cry when i see it because they are so small and skinny yet they make themselves as big (tiptoes, hair on end) as they look you directly in the eye. and it’s instinctive – they do it from the moment they can walk.

this new kitten is a beauty. i hope you keep him. i hope all of them stay safe and keep your children warm as winter comes. not many things better than a warm purring cat in your lap when it’s cold outside.

victoria May 9, 2013 at 12:09 am

have you named him ? he looks like a max, rex, kirby, cody, casey, ivan, or evan.

Oculus Mundi May 13, 2013 at 7:07 pm

It came to the right place 🙂

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