When we first met Lyla she was sitting near a window at a colony site where we were doing a TNR project. Lyla looked quite emaciated and was missing a great deal of fur on her tail and hindquarters. She was a difficult lady to catch and it took several days before she finally went under the drop trap when she thought we weren’t looking. When we got Lyla home we weren’t sure who she was as a cat (feral or friendly?), but we knew it wouldn’t be safe to get her fixed due to her weight and condition.
We set her up in a large playpen with plenty of food, arranged for a vet appointment, and waited to find out who she was. She turned out to be a completely sweet, kind, loving cat with a spay scar and a propensity for treats. Because of the spay scar we wonder if her original owner maybe passed away and a family member thought the colony site a good location to put her. There are quite a few cats there, more than enough food, and many people who love them, but Lyla was so stressed at the new location she developed a sever hear murmur, URI, and nearly starved to death. She had been running back and forth from a small hole in the window of the basement of the building to the feeding station on the other side of the courtyard. Anytime a human or cat would walk by Lyla would frantically dart back to the window. She was doing her best out there, but it wasn’t going so well.
Over the few months we have had the privilege to care for Lyla, we have watched her blossom into a real long haired beauty. She is a complete lady who prefers to eat a lot of small meals throughout the day, but is always up for a treat. Lyla has a thousand mile stare that tells you everything without words. She very much likes a good nap after a playing with her favorite wand. She is mellow, great with other cats and small dogs, and really enjoys life to its fullest.