Spook and his brother Bougie (now deceased), were lucky to be part of a sizeable group of cats who were rescued and tamed over the years by Dorothy, a first-class feral cat wrangler.

Dorothy did not make it a habit to go looking for stray cats. They found her, and soon Dorothy’s place became known as a safehouse for “cats in transition.”

In 2004, Dorothy was diagnosed with cancer. Although it was difficult for her to even talk about her illness, when she understood that she had little time left, Dorothy made plans with JCHS for the continued care of Spook, Toby, Heidi, Mr Mittens, and Buster.

As she had hoped, Dorothy was able to die at home, amidst the cats who had given her so much joy. Buster and his housemates (all neighborhood rescues) have made many new friends in fostercare.

When Bougie died a few years ago, Spook quit eating for awhile and stopped grooming. He missed his brother. Spook’s coat became so matted that Dorothy had to trim it. Then, unbeknownst to Dorothy, Spook became hyperthyroid. Although he seemed to be eating all the time, he was losing weight.

Spook likes—to nap in the sun; dinner; sleeping with his head next to your chin; the company of other cats; did we mention food of any kind

He dislikes—long grooming sessions (he gets mini-mats)

Spook now takes thyroid medicine twice a day and has gained some weight. His coat has improved and he seems more calm.

Spook is an independant, yet companionable cat. He’s gentlemanly and gets along with everyone.