A few days after I had moved into my apartment, I had spotted a cute little gray kitten that was living in the woods behind our apartment building. She was all by herself and I knew I had to rescue her before winter came and find a home or a no kill shelter for her. One of my roommates and I had tried to just walk up and catch her because she looked friendly and wasn’t hissing at us, but that did not work. The minute we took a step in her direction she would take off. That is when we started calling her Skit, because she was skittish. Everyday I would try to get her comfortable with me so she would trust me enough for me to catch her. I put food and water out on our back porch and I would sit outside and talk to her, our neighbors probably thought I was nuts. She eventually started getting closer and trusting me more. It was finally after a month of doing all of this that I was finally able to catch her. I sat outside while I was talking to her and tossing her food. She slowly started to get closer and sniffing me, but the second I would move she would start to run. I finally got sick of standing and sat down and started to play with her with a string and water bottle cap. This went on for two hours until I had moved in the house. I left the back porch door open and she would come right up to the door then back off again. I started to roll the bottle cap across the carpet until she finally came in to get it. She would run right back outside though so I knew I had to roll it further. The next time I made sure to roll the cap far enough away that I could close the screen door before she was able to get out. It worked. I had finally caught her. I put her in our cat carrier and started to call the animal shelters. I did not know at the time that you have to call in advance to make sure the shelters have room and that most shelters do not take feral cats, wild cats. After calling 22 shelters in a 100 mile radius, I called my mom. She called TLC, Tender Loving Care, and they would take her if we paid them $75. So we agreed and I brought her home. I had to wait to bring her home until the school week was over so I had her for five days. When it had finally come time to take her to TLC, I had fallen in love with her and knew I would not be able to get rid of her. We aren’t allowed to have pets at school, so my only option was to beg my mom to let us keep her. After getting Skit home, it took my mom one minute with her to know we couldn’t get rid of her either. We kept her and named her Isis, which in Egyptian mythology means the goddess of the sky and nature. She has turned out to be the most loving cat we have ever had. Her and Pyrrha are best friends and play together all the time. Pouncer is a little happier because she is now left alone, but she still gets crabby when they try to play with her.
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