In 2005 a number of small rescue groups worked together to clean up a situation in which a number of cats rescued by a soft-hearted person had multiplied to many dozens of cats in one home. Katie's Place took several of them. One was a kitten we named Brie. She was nothing but fur on a skeleton and one of our volunteers took her home to foster so she wouldn't die alone in the shelter. But Brie lived and she grew stronger. She grew up to be a dainty, demure little thing with a slightly timid nature. She was the prettiest cat but she never learned to use the litter pan in the three years that she lived with the volunteer. In the end, the volunteer replaced her flooring and brought Brie to the shelter. Brie lived in a smaller area with another shy cat for quite a while. Eventually she started using the litter pan and she was doing very well. We were so optimistic that we listed her for adoption. Then we moved to the new shelter and Brie stopped using the litter box again. She's a lovely, mild-natured, friendly cat but there's likely been inbreeding in her background, and living in a home crowded with many more cats than her person had time for took its toll. Brie may not be 'the sharpest pencil in the drawer' but she's an endearing little cat. She is content at the shelter. It's her home.
Sept/09
Sweet little Brie is so quiet and undemanding that it's easy to overlook
her. She always looks up with a bright, welcoming face when you go into
her communal room. But every room has a few cats that hunger for attention
and hop from perch to perch trying to stay at eye level with us when we
come in. So even a bright, welcoming face tends to disappear into the background.
Brie doesn't mind. She doesn't expect any more than she has. She is completely
placid. Perhaps she'd be more restless if she came to us from a home where
she'd been the only pet, like many of the cats who hunger for our attention.
Sharing a human with many roommates is all she's ever known, and she is
content in her world.