The Case of the Missing Kitten

My sister sends me a message the other day and wants to know if I wanted one of the kittens at her house. He’s blue/silver and she knows that I’ve been looking for one like him for awhile. I have two other cats, Cleo and Paisley (he’s a boy,his name is a whole ‘nother story lol). My sister told me that the kitten was skittish but not feral. She could catch him while he was eating but he wouldn’t just let her walk up to him otherwise. She caught him the other day and let me know that I could come and get him. He doesn’t like being held at all. I put him in the laundry room with a litter box just to kind of let him get acclimated to the new place. And plus I didn’t want him hiding where I couldn’t find him. The first day, he stayed up on the laundry room shelf. He wouldn’t socialize with the other cats at all, well, besides hissing at them which Cleo and Paisley reciprocated. I know it takes a little time for older cats to accept newer cats and vice versa. We decided to name him Sheldon because one of Rhi’s favorite shows is Big Bang Theory.
So the next day, I went to check on Sheldon to see how he was doing. I looked all through the laundry room. I thought maybe he had gotten behind the washer and dryer. No big deal. Except when I looked back behind the dryer, I noticed that the hose that goes from the dryer to the vent outside was pushed aside. I thought, “Oh no, he’s gotten outside.” I figured all I’d have to do is set some food out and wait for him to come out of hiding. That would have been a simple solution had he actually been outside. I told Will about Sheldon being missing. So he went and looked around outside for him. He even looked under the house. He didn’t see or hear anything. Fast forward to later in the evening….I walked in the living room and Will said, “I know where the kitten is. He’s between the floors.” Huh..I didn’t even know we had two floors. See, we live in a manufactured home. We have the main floor and then a sub floor. Will said that he must have gotten stuck in between the floors when he escaped from hole in the laundry room floor where the hose is. Just then, I heard Sheldon start meowing. I wanted to help him but I knew there was no way he was going to come to me if I called him (even though I tried anyway). Will said he could move the vent flashing over so that he’d have a way to crawl out from between the floors and come back up through the vent opening in the floor.
So my plan was to open up a can of tuna and hope that the smell would lure him towards the vent. I left it there overnight with the vent cover off. I didn’t put it down in the vent because there was no way I wanted the smell of tuna wafting through the house. I had to put the other two cats up in the laundry room so they wouldn’t eat it. The next day, I got up and half expected to see the tuna gone. It wasn’t. That meant that Sheldon was still between the floors. I start panicking at this point because I knew the kitten couldn’t survive more than another day or so. I didn’t hear him meow during the day at all. But later on in the afternoon, I heard him again. I mean honestly, I would have torn the floor up to get him out. But I really didn’t want to. I had another idea. I thought maybe if I bring Cleo and Paisley in here, he’ll hear them and come on out. When I let them out, Paisley immediately found the tuna and began eating it. A few minutes later, I notice a little blue/silver head popping up in the vent opening. I tried to reach in and pick him up, but he backed up into the vent opening. So I decided to get a piece of leftover chicken strip to use to lure him out of the opening. He finally starts easing towards me. He sees the other cats eating the tuna and he gradually starts climbing out. I picked him up and held him even though I could tell he really didn’t want me to. I was just so glad he was finally out of the floor.
The other cats seem to be warming up to him. Maybe if Sheldon sees that the other cats aren’t afraid of us, he’ll come around. He’s still a kitten so I’m hoping that even though he may never be a lap kitty, at least he won’t mind being around people as much.

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