Wilma

Wilma came in through the TNR program and I decided to foster her and another cat I trapped alongside her. In the beginning Wilma would hide under the bed and not come out, not even for food. Slowly but surely, she started coming out of her shell. She's now one of the first ones to greet me at the door when I get home. She loves to sing when it's time for food in the mornings, one of her favorite things to do is eat. Every night Wilma is right beside the dog following me as I head to bed. She sleeps at my feet all night and doesn't complain when the dog gets in her personal space. She's a lover at heart, a kitty who's never known love or a real home until I brought her in. She is a completely different cat now than when I brought her home. She loves to be pet, loves to play with the laser and chase toys, and she loves her ball-go-round toy. Recently she's been getting comfortable enough to come into the kitchen and flop on her back to show me her belly. She doesn't want me to touch it, but she trusts me enough to show me. Wilma would do best in a home with no children. Sudden or loud movements and noises still spook her. I like to think of Wilma as a fine piece of China, fragile, but worth the care that need to be put into it.