My Cat Squeeky by T. U.
I adopted Squeeky’s mother who had several litters and Squeeky was of the last. I couldn’t keep the 8 kittens, so put them in a laundry basket and took them down to Thrifty’s and in hours gave them all away except Squeeky, he was the smallest of the litter just meowing over and over and never stopped.
So that’s how he got his name Squeeky. So I took him back home and kept him. He grew up to about a 40 pound cat. We moved from the apartment and took Squeeky with us in the car. Squeeky flipped out on the 5-mile car ride, and jumped out of the car and I didn’t see
him for 3 years. One of our old neighbors from where we lived at said they thought they saw him at our old apartment.
So I went down in early morning for 3 days and would call him and put out food in the alley close by, and on the 3rd day he came out but wouldn’t let me touch him. Matter of fact, he would hiss at me and run away but would come back and eat the food. So it took about two weeks of putting food out every morning and to call him before he would let me pet him, but would get spooked and run off. He was only about 9 or 10 lbs., with sores all over him and seemed very different but he remembered me and finally let me pick him up.
I ended up moving back to the apartment next door where we moved from and I just kept putting food on the porch every day and he would come and eat it and take off again.
About three months later Squeeky was staying in my room and lying on the bed and healthy again.
I adopted Squeeky’s mother who had several litters and Squeeky was of the last. I couldn’t keep the 8 kittens, so put them in a laundry basket and took them down to Thrifty’s and in hours gave them all away except Squeeky, he was the smallest of the litter just meowing over and over and never stopped.
So that’s how he got his name Squeeky. So I took him back home and kept him. He grew up to about a 40 pound cat. We moved from the apartment and took Squeeky with us in the car. Squeeky flipped out on the 5-mile car ride, and jumped out of the car and I didn’t see
him for 3 years. One of our old neighbors from where we lived at said they thought they saw him at our old apartment.
So I went down in early morning for 3 days and would call him and put out food in the alley close by, and on the 3rd day he came out but wouldn’t let me touch him. Matter of fact, he would hiss at me and run away but would come back and eat the food. So it took about two weeks of putting food out every morning and to call him before he would let me pet him, but would get spooked and run off. He was only about 9 or 10 lbs., with sores all over him and seemed very different but he remembered me and finally let me pick him up.
I ended up moving back to the apartment next door where we moved from and I just kept putting food on the porch every day and he would come and eat it and take off again.
About three months later Squeeky was staying in my room and lying on the bed and healthy again.