The answer is simple: at first, it was because Corrie’s road to recovery was so long (we want to be sure she’s back in the reasonable health range, like we do all our cats, before “hawking” her online). But during that time, as we (especially Foster Mum) got to know her better, we realised a few things about her that made adoption a slighterer and slighterer possibility.
- She was likely to be between 8-10 years old already, at the time we found her last June.
- She doesn’t confine well. Which means she is one of the rare kitties who can’t or won’t do indoor living. Only real estate, will do for Lady Corrie. She definitely knows and wants her garden lifestyle. She knows how to get it too – she just wails until she gets it (which doesn’t work well since she’s a very very soft-spoken kitty), and if that doesn’t work, she gets stressed and at times just a tad self-destructive.
- She has very bad toilet habits… actually, she had none. She would eliminate wherever she wanted. She’s ruined Foster Mum’s shelves, shoes among an assortment of stuff, and wasted a great number of otherwise utilitarian rags that should have been able to serve much longer if not for the thankless fate of being her poo-swipes. All this despite Foster Mum’s efforts to train her to the litter-box, or at least a specific spot. And Foster Mum’s never not succeed in toilet-habit rehabiliation before. Corrie is a recalcitrant’s recalcitrant.
- She has curly fur, which mats extremely easily. Her fur is very difficult to manage, so she needs a fur-dresser, aka groomer (almost at beck and call status), like the most prima of donnas.
- She is FiV positive, which may have accounted for the state she was when we first found her… but then, any mistreated cat who was consistently deprived of basic care over a period of time would achieve her anorexic-model-to-die-for figure too. (She was also treated for an open wound under her chin ).
- She has been sick a few times, racking up quite a few bills.
developsmanifests quirk after quirk after quirk: She sleeps in puddles, she loves prawns (boiled-just right, shelled, and FRESH), she likes hiding in drains, and assorted unsavoury spots. Her latest is drinking from a large and deep watering can with a handle that stops her getting anything more than the top layer of water, EXCLUSIVELY – so it must be filled to the brim at all times to allow her to get to the water in it whenever she wants to.
- She has a rapaciously bottomless gut. She eats enough for 2 cats and a kitten but is none the fleshier. She probably has a secret hyperspace store where she stashes all that food she eats.
I’m sure I can name a few more if I’ve the time to think – but you get the picture.
So yes, we are resigned to keeping her at Foster Mum’s as a permanent resident. Unless a miracle happens. Fortuitously, Foster Mum, her husband and her helpers all have the greatest FORBEARANCE with Corrie.
So that’s the primer version of the long and short of it – why Corrie has not been put up for adoption officially, and is not likely to.
Incidentally, we’re hoping for sponsorship to help with her expenses, full or partial, one-time or on-going: the choice is yours. If you want to help us help Corrie, leave a message here or send us an email.
(NOTE: This post put up as explanation and Corrie background for her fans or would-be adopters’ reference)