So it all started one evening at dinner when mom said "we have a problem with mice in the shed" and I followed up with "yah and a mouse problem in the barn." "we need a cat" mom said.
Off on a search I began - straight to the internet :P Craigslist is great so I checked for cats needing a home quick and for free etc but everyone wanted me to get two - as if a cat needs a buddy! And some were to young like 5 week olds - to much commitment.
Finally I sort of gave up on Craiglist and wasnt sure where to look - I had put up an add looking for a barn cat, again same kind of results. Then a month after putting up the add a lady contacts me from Staten Island NY. She rescues cats from NYC and spays/neuteres them and then rehomes.
We narrowed down to 1 cat and she delivered him to my home yesterday. Poor thing was scared stiff of the goats, chickens, crickets etc. Nothing like the city life he was use to!
The goats were snorting at him and not so happy about this new tenant. Last night he spent the night in an open cage inside the kidding stall. Poor guy I felt bad so I decided to let him out on a leash, darn those breakaway collars....he got "stuck" under the barn.
I decided to look against hope the he had found his way IN the barn. And he had! What a relief. He seems happy and content hiding behind the buckets of feed. But soon he will acclimate and now that I know he knows how to get in and out I am not so fearful of him running away. He obviously know where safety was and went on his own.
Soon this Kitty Cat will have a name. But I cant seem to find something that suits him. And no I am not one to name after color. He is really glossy black with beautiful green eyes!