tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036154454707124673.post1880139154418876509..comments2010-01-09T13:38:22.852-08:00snowforesthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09192357775233064579noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036154454707124673.post-57409435135256682562010-01-08T12:27:59.887-08:002010-01-08T12:27:59.887-08:00IntrestingAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9036154454707124673.post-36987280266382279852008-02-25T12:17:00.000-08:002008-02-25T12:17:00.000-08:00Feral is not too fargone... I adopted a pair of several-month-old female kittens from a feral population. They were both spitting, clawing, biting, hissing, angry, confused little cats. After four months in a small enclosure with only myself and each other for interaction, they became relatively easy to handle. Shortly after being spayed and released to rid the barn of rodents, one of them disappeared, and the other became fiercely attached to me. When she discovered life inside my appartment, she decided this was what she was made for. Now I have a year-and-a-half old son, and she is his constant companion. She sleeps in his crib, sits near him while he plays, allows him to pet her, and tollerates him when he attacks her (by which I mean everything from very tight hugs to pulling her tail and sitting directly on her), and has NEVER retaliated in any way. If he gets too rough, she will simply vocalize her opinion (she is an alarmingly vocal cat) with a loud grumble or in rare cases a hiss, and calmy leave his vicinity, usually only by a couple of yards. Then he may approach her and try again, and the cycle continues. She'll have him trained in no time.Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09019935287557935878noreply@blogger.com