Sweet success after two months of shaping! Curly was undersized and had I known he was an adult, I probably never would have tried to toilet train him as it involved a lot of stress on him.
Curly was so malnourished when I got him off the street I assumed he was a young adolescent. Six months after we found each other I took him to the vet (about a month after these photos) and discovered he had a chip. I responded to that chip and after three weeks went by without a response, I initiated a series of calls. The former owner finally informed me I could keep Curly.
He had left her house a year and a half earlier after her daughter’s big black lab moved in. Funny, now Curly has his own big black lab-pit bull, Diesel.
Apparently, Curly had been on the street for a full year before I got him. He lived in a storm drain and whenever I went for my run in the morning to avoid the heat, Curly would run along the top of the block wall to greet me. After about six weeks I realized that this strange cat was waiting each morning at 4:30 for me. If I arrived too early or too late, I would miss him.
