A Special Journal
about 2 Strays,
Lil Girl and Big Tat
Entry One
June/03.
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Entry One: The Beginning!
 The story begins with Big Tat, an illusive older male tabby type stray, who was abandoned, then lived on the streets for a couple of years until an elderly woman and her husband noticed his hardships outdoors and fed and sheltered him in their basement.
I had asked the Mrs. about him one afternoon, as he laid sunbathing off to the side of their house, watching my every move ever so intently. It was then that she'd given me a brief about his history and told me she'd never touched him but that he'd purr in her company. She had expressed how she wished she could touch him, he was so majestic and so timid, but also so very fearful of people.
"And what a shame too" she'd said, "look what we're both missing out on." She sighed and then said "Maybe one day he'll trust again eh?"
That was in late fall of 2001, when I first encountered and learned of this fine creature. A creature who looked the type of "pet" that you just wanted to give a friendly pat to, but instead he was a living being with a story of abandonement, survival and mistrust. A story of a home, of hardships, of hunger, of lack of shelter and then friendship. I was somewhat warmed by his story and looked for him whenever I went to the post office so I could gently greet him and hope it helped in some sort of way.
Then one day, the elderly woman's husband took sick and she was eventually obliged to put her home up for sale and move closer to the hospital where her husband was in care. She returned as often as she could to leave out enough food for a week, but as time passed, her house sold and she never returned.
This left the old boy abandoned and alone - yet again in his life, so I tried to befriend him, but no matter what, he would not leave the area where he had lived in the old woman's home, in the basement - the place that had been the longest home he'd ever had! The place where he'd been fed, given a place to rest and had felt safe. A place where he was comfortable enough to purr again and rebuild trust, so he had no intention of going anywhere and waited around faithfully.
Being back out in the elements on a full time basis, he was subject to more attacks by other strays who didn't wish to share turf or the limited food that could be found, but he held his own quite well. He had to weigh close to 15-18 lbs and was quite built, so his territory around the house, was rightfully his, but when the house sold, Big Tat, faced an even bigger problem than not just being able to get into the basement, he was rejected and chased off the property by people.
He then found himself, homeless and without territory.
He was vulnerable....
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