1. I’m still grieving the recent loss of my 9yr. old cat, Mitzy. She became hyper thyroid in the last 6 months, and although this can be treated with the medication, Methimazole, she wasn’t a good candidate for this. Her reaction was to become hyper, running around my room, and jumping on things she never had before. There were other circumstances that I won’t go into, but I made the difficult decision to euthanize her.

   She was a feral, born to a stray mom who’d been left behind by her guardians. I fed both of them in the garage. I was renting a room from a person who had two territorial cats, so I couldn’t bring them in.

   Before I moved, I surrendered the mom cat to the shelter, and she was adopted in 2 weeks. After awhile, I was able to capture her kitten, and take her to the shelter where I worked. She was very fearful of everyone but me, and after a month in the holding cage, they decided that she was “unadoptable” and would be euthanized. I couldn’t allow this to happen, so I begged my new landlady to let me rescue her and keep her in my room.

   But, she wanted to be outside, as she was used to. So, I decided to try a halter and leash, though I had no experience with this. I bought a custom fitted cloth halter with Velcro closures at the neck and chest, along with a RED leash. I thought if she got away from me that the leash would be helpful in spotting her behind a bush.

   I wrote my phone number and street name, along with the word “chipped” on the halter. I was thinking ahead to the possibility that she might get loose. I was trying to be prepared.

   She accepted the halter, and I think part of the reason was that it was soft. I practiced with her a few times inside, before taking her out in the yard. She seemed to realize that the halter meant “outside” time.

   Over the next years, I moved many times, and she outgrew the first halter. I allowed her to free roam with the halter and leash on, while I supervised. She happily wandered around the yard, chasing birds and playing with a toy bird I hung from the tree. At times we did walk in the neighborhood, but I mostly allowed her to walk without me holding the leash.

   She understood commands like “no” “stop” “this way” “let’s go” and usually responded. A few times she started to cross the street, and I followed her to grab the leash.

   I’m so glad that I was able to give her some freedom, in a safe way. I cared for her as I would have a child, and gave her many choices of places to rest in my room. Actually my room was set up more for her than for me.

   I miss her so much. My life isn’t the same without her. I’m just thankful that she didn’t get lost, or hit by a car. I was able to give her a loving end to her journey.

   It was because of her that I became a Cat Advocate, and have been able to help other cat guardians. I’ll continue to do that through my Facebook page, and by answering questions that people have.

   

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2. I personally take my cats for a walk but without a lead or stroller. We walk as equal pedestrians, they know where we’re going (to the park at the end of the block) and it’s an enriching experience. If anything it strengthens and deepens our bond and affection for each other. They are visibly uplifted, energized, awakened, intellectually and emotionally. It’s kind of like how we feel when we have a good day at school or on a fun outing (like a trip somewhere outside our normal daily routine). They really appreciate it, even though not much happened to our eyes. Anything pleasantly new to them will do this. Michaels right though, if there’s anything fear inducing or just too stimulating, it can reflect badly on your relationship if they associate you with it. Chances are they would too. If they credit you with bringing joy and security to their lives, they can blame you for the bad stuff too.

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