About six years ago, while I was searching for a missing cat who was carelessly lost by her adopter, I met a skinny calico, whom her current feeder named her Nomu.
Nomu was skinny and didn’t look like she was fed. I was glad to have met a feeder who was feeding around the area at that time. I sought her help to feed Nomu and she agreed. Without her help, I would have to travel all the way to town to feed Nomu. I am also glad that the feeder, Michelle, and I have been in touch.
Recently, Michelle told me that Nomu lost weight and didn’t seem to look well. Immediately, I volunteered to take Nomu. According to the information that we received from Nomu’s previous owner, Nomu is at least 12 years of age. To me I guess it’s time for her to retire.
She looked scared on her first day when she was home. It’s her sixth day today, not only her appetite is getting better, she no longer hides the way she used to. I caught her on CCTV one day, she sat upright grooming herself comfortably. I guess she must have groomed herself many times without my presence. She is not at all difficult as she allows me to pet her. With her increase in appetite, and her peeing and pooping seemingly healthy, I don’t feel she has any health issues. She still needs to be in the cage until she feels at ease with the cats here.
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