A little over 3 years ago, Geri arrived at Tabby’s Place a frightened and angry feral cat.
She didn’t want us anywhere near her, and she really didn’t want us anywhere near her brother Ben.
Geri was always very protective of Ben, even when they were living outside for many years. Once at Tabby’s Place, that certainly did not change. Even though Geri was terrified of humans, she would put herself in front of Ben to protect him from us.
You would always find Ben and Geri curled up in a basket together inside Suite B. When Ben passed away in March of 2010, it seemed to hit Geri hard. She no longer had her brother to protect, and she seemed lost. She moved herself from the inside of Suite B out into the solarium for the next few months, not stepping a paw into the room that reminded her of her beloved brother. I believe animals can grieve, and Geri was certainly grieving for Ben. She finally seemed to start coming out of her grief after many months, and finally reentered the Suite.
Today, Geri remains a bit of a loner, never replacing her love for Ben with another cat.
As some of you may remember, Ben also had my heart and I loved him so. When he passed, I spent a lot of time with Geri and told her I understood her pain. Geri tolerates me, but the feral cat in her is still there at all times, suspicious, wary and untrusting. Still, I will always keep trying to let her know she is loved.
A few weeks ago, we found out that Geri has a primary lung tumor in her left lung lobe. A CT scan showed Geri has multi lobe involvement, and it has already metastasized. In short, it’s already spread and there’s nothing we can do. :-(
At this point, Geri is back home with us, resting comfortably in her suite, where we will spoil her and give her whatever love she will allow, for whatever time we have left with her. She seems happy and content, and doesn’t appear uncomfortable in any way.
Geri has gone from being a feral cat living on the streets to becoming a much loved family member at Tabby’s Place, and I tell her every day that she is loved. Of course, she’d rather I just give her the treats and leave, but I’ll keep trying to be her friend.
I think her brother would want it that way.