On Friday morning I heard some tapping on the cat flap. Thinking it was my cat Leyla doing her
I-can't-remember-how-to-use-the-cat-flap (but secretly, I just want you to come and open the door for me) routine. I opened the door to find a different cat
A rather talkative and friendly cat. However, he was very skinny, and had several wounds that seemed to be healing but also there was quite a bit of swelling.
I put down some food and water for him, which he attacked with gusto. After finishing his food he nervously entered my living room, had a bit of a sniff around, then curled up on Leyla's cushion and went to sleep.
Meanwhile, Leyla - who usually
really hates other cats, wasn't too impressed. She hissed and growled at him a couple of times but nervously tolerated him.
I got the cat carrier out, hoping to take him to the vet, and get him checked out...
Unfortunately, I didn't notice when he woke up, and just caught a glimpse of his tail as he entered my neighbour's garden and promptly disappeared
Fast forward to 1 AM today.
Tap, tap, tap on the cat flap...
<opens door>
Hello!
I've fed and watered him again, and he's been asleep on Leyla's cushion for the last 4 hours.
Leyla has tolerated him again.
All being well, it's off to the vet today