Yes, that just about sums it up for this cat. See, he was abandoned on the street when his owner died; neighbors had been feeding him, but the old family wanted him gone. Off to the shelter was his next step, but in stepped a very resourceful rescue person who found Smokey a wonderful place to stay, funded his transport, vet check ups, everything. I picked him up at his former dwelling, still sitting there waiting for his caregiver to return. So sad. We loaded him up and had an uneventful drive to the northern California rescue. Smokey was a little scared with all the sudden changes, as any cat would be, but once inside he settled right in. He will be in isolation for about 2 weeks then he can join the general population as one of the crew. So deserving, so lucky.

Today I pulled this fella from a shelter where he was labeled rescue only. He has already bitten five people and he really looked like he was going for number six before we decided to use the pole on him and gently lead him out of the kennel because he really didn’t want to go. Between the looks from him and the curling of the lips to show the teeth, we thought that was the best and least traumatic way to off load him. After observing him once he was out of the kennel, it appears that his aggression is due to a complete lack of social skills. He is not mean, just totally lost and very frightened. When he gets to his rescue, if just one person makes friends with him and shows him that not all people are mean, I believe he will be fine and in time find his forever home. Some just take a little more work than others.