Our story: one day I was getting inside my car and all of the sudden I heard a soft meow. I looked under and there was this beautiful black cat with long hair just laying there in a little ball. What struck me the most was his beautiful green eyes though. He ran away somewhere else inside the bushes, and I drove off. As I kept driving away, I couldn’t help but wonder of the fate that my own baby girl nearly encountered if we had picked her up two days later.
The next day, I found him hiding under the bushes outside of my building blending in with the shadows with striking green eyes. He saw me as I tried to approach him and he ran away once again. This time though, I was able to see the bones in his spine and his lack of stomach. My heart just broke. After that, I started carrying a small bag of cat food in my car so that if I saw him I could feed him… After all, that was all I could do. He obviously had no home, and if he did he was not well taken care of at all. A couple of days later he came back and he ate and as he ate and noticed how dry and off colored his coat was.
Little by little, he’s allowed me to get closer to him but never enough to make him uncomfortable. If I do get too close though, he just runs a foot or two away but doesn’t hiss or anything of the sorts. When we first started he would come every morning and wait for me hiding in the same spot. After a little bit, he started coming out of his hiding spot to make sure I saw him. He slowly started getting closer and closer. There was a point where he would see me and just lick his lips and stand upright and stick his neck out. Now we’re at a point where he will actually hear me coming down the stairs in the morning and start meowing to let me know where he is. & When he sees me from afar in the afternoons, he starts moving his tail and runs towards me. I can now be as close as a foot without him feeling like he’s in danger. It truly feels extremely amazing to have his trust. I know that he’s scared, but I think some how he knows that I want to help him and care for him.
Feeding him is all I can do as a college student, but I honestly look forward every morning and afternoon to knowing that he is okay. That he survived the night. That he is slowly getting healthier.