After One Feral Cat Freezes to Death, Animal Lover Works Hard to Rescue Her Littermate

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During the winter in 2014, I was feeding a few feral cats around my apartment building. I built a feral cat shelter to protect them from the brutal Maine winters, and although they would run away as soon as they saw me, I caught a glimpse of who I was feeding.

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There were two very small cats, one black, the other one a grey tabby, probably around 5 months old. I called animal control, but they didn’t seem too willing to help me. Trapping would be an option, but I had no clue what to do with them after that. I already had too many cats myself, and as a shelter worker, I knew it’s a bad idea to bring a feral cat to a shelter!

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I started to get very worried when the grey tabby didn’t show up anymore, and one day when I was trying to shovel out my self-built feral cat shelter, I found the grey tabby under a bush; she froze to death! I was heartbroken and borrowed a trap that same day, with no clue what to do if I could trap the black one, but she needed to get out of the cold!

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I trapped her that same night and put her in a large dog crate in my bedroom. She was so scared, but I would sit with her for hours, talk to her, and slowly, she let me touch her. I brought her to a clinic to have her spayed and tested for diseases. Once that was done, she could come out of the crate and I could work on socializing her even more and find her a good home. My other cats were a big help! She followed them, and the day she waited with all of them in my kitchen while I was preparing their food was the first victory.

Long story short, Miss Lala never left. She is still a little bit nervous around my husband and son, but she follows me wherever I go. I think she knows I am the one who saved her.