Some background I suppose about how Snow came to be mine..
I've had cats in my family my entire life, everyone in my family has cats. My spouse has never been a cat lover, and as I had lost my boy Art several years prior to meeting my spouse and had other pets, I never considered a cat until recently. His dislike of cats I think is just mostly his manly ego - he likes this cat even if he doesn't often admit it.
Anyway... Back in September, I began noticing a cat wandering around my home and my neighbours home. He would sit back, meowing quietly at us, but never let us near him. We figured he must be an indoor/outdoor cat and have a home. As the weeks stretched on, I noticed he continued to hang around and began noticing him sleeping in the bushes. He was there during the day and there at night. So I began hanging outside to try and gain his trust - he was very skittish with strangers. I nicknamed him Boo, as I didn't want to give him a real name until I knew about whether or not he had a home. As I began slowly gaining his trust(if I would raise my hand to pet him, he would bolt, but if I stayed still he would gently rub against me), I took photos of him and posted some found ads online. I had a few hits, but mostly people wanting more pictures to see for sure if it was their own missing furbabies and nobody ended up claiming him. Still, I kept the ads up. On a Sunday night, I knew the weather would be turning cold overnight and that snow would be falling the next day. Our city was calling for a September blizzard, and as I had seen the cat sleeping in the flower beds, I made a decision.
I looked at my spouse and said, "He can't stay out here during the blizzard!" and so came the day we took him into our home. My spouse ran out to get litter and cat food, and I set him up in a spare bedroom in my home where he wouldn't be disturbed by my dogs(cat friendly of course). I kept updating my ads, still nothing... it was pushing three weeks. A friend came over and scanned him for a microchip - he had one! But the information was not up to date... The previous owner contacted me instantly, panicking because the cat she had rehomed this past Spring, was suddenly not in that home anymore. She attempted to call the number she had for them - they claimed to have never adopted any cats from her. She said the last she had heard, he had not been 'settling in' well at all. Her immediate thought was that they had tossed him out..
I decided to keep the ads up in case of a best case scenario and didn't want to doubt total strangers. But nobody claimed him. The previous owner, whose name he was still under, gave me permission to keep him. We transferred his name, and he became mine.
We began deciding on a name, and decided that because he looks distinctly like a Snowshoe, and because we had brought him in due to a September blizzard, to name him Snow. We began introducing him into our home one section at a time. First in the bedroom, with occasional time out of it to smell the scent the dogs would leave around the house, and to explore, and eventually with gates so he could smell AND see the dogs without being bothered by their snuffling curious noses.
We had to move, and as it was to a much larger house, we made the entire upstairs his space, getting a massive cat tree to put up there and gating the dogs off onto the main floor. He slowly began to learn that my dogs didn't care that he was here and had no interest in him... He became my shadow, following me everywhere. He's my little shadow, my velcro kitty. He began wandering the rest of the house, cautiously at first... then slowly with much more confidence.
Now, the house is ruled by this little adorable fluffbutt and we couldn't be happier to have him as a part of our family.
Oh - and according to his previous mom, his litter originally came out of a local cat rescue here as well. So he's had quite the journey all the way over to my crazy zoo.