by Lupe Gore
Feral Paws Rescue Group in Fresno shares with us some of their animal rescue adventures every month. Check out KRL’s article about Feral Paws to learn more about them. Lupe Gore is a FPRG volunteer.
Hello, my name is Picaboo. My human family at Feral Paws Rescue called me “peek-a-boo” because I would hide behind something and stick my head around the corner to play “peek-a-boo” with them. But they couldn’t remember how to spell it. Then one of the volunteers told them about the Olympic skier named Picabo Street, and even though I’m a handsome boy, I like that name (as I am also very athletic) so I am Picaboo.
Now, let me tell you about myself. I somehow ended up at the Los Angeles County shelter in Lancaster in February 2017. I was already an adult, about one year old. I had a home, but I was an outdoor cat, and animal control came and picked me up. The people at the shelter put me in a cage with feral cats all around me. I was terrified and didn’t like that place at all. I was afraid they’d kill me if no one came for me. Cats only have a few days to be adopted from that shelter, and ones they think are feral have to go to a rescue.
I was so happy when Feral Paws Rescue sent someone to get me out of there! I stayed in a nice house in the area for a week or so until they drove down and brought me to Fresno to their Main Rescue. After being locked up in a kennel at the shelter I wanted to be free to roam around, so I decided to get myself out of the enclosure I was put in. The nice humans at the rescue allowed me to stay outside the enclosure and follow them around as they fed the others. I also helped them do chores. I loved being able to run up the many trees, jump onto the roof tops of the cattery and have fun.
One day in August 2017, I decided to roam a little further and ended up at a neighbor’s property. He was a nice neighbor. He fed me and let me inside when I wanted. I had fun at his property. I didn’t realize how worried my humans at the rescue were, though, and didn’t know they were looking all over for me fearing something bad had happened! Finally, I got tired of being there, so just before Christmas I returned to the rescue.
My humans there were so happy to see me they let me inside the big house where one of them snuggled with me on the sofa and took my picture. Inside, there is a fireplace, sofas, blankets, and other cats, including some kittens who are in there because it is winter. Oh, how I love to play with the kittens, and I get along fine with the other cats, too. Now, remember I am a big boy, but some of the kittens think I’m their mom, so I give them baths and take care of them. I love being inside most of the time now and don’t ever want to wander off again! Thank you Feral Paws Rescue for saving my life and loving me so much!
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