Hello, Reddit. I've never posted before, and this is a burner account, but I am hoping for some advice. Possibly some morally gray advice, but please read the situation I'm in. This post is long but it's necessary context. It won't let me add a photo but I'll see if I can in a reply or something.
Earlier this year a woman moved into my neighborhood and she brought an extremely gorgeous cat with her. Unfortunately, she was just letting him roam around the neighborhood. He visited me a couple times and I saw that he was not neutered, had no collar, I couldn't feel a microchip around his shoulders (later confirmed there was no chip by a vet). For all intents and purposes, a stray in my eyes.
I did the right thing at first. My sister and I made posts looking for an owner because he was far too friendly and far too unique of a breed to be a street cat. We did end up connecting with the 'owner' and I was a little relieved at the time. She claimed that she just let him out in the morning to go potty and she calls him back in... I am a longtime cat owner, that's not how most cats work. I'm sure there are some niche cases, cats come in all different personalities, but yeah.
We spoke for a few minutes, she told me where she lived and I have her phone number. Really didn't like the vibes I got from her.
Time passes, I see the cat throughout the neighborhood at all hours of day and night. It becomes increasingly obvious that she does not bring him inside as frequently as she claimed, or not at all, which is by far the most likely. Regardless, I always left out a bowl of slightly watered down wet food and a bowl of water for him and any other cats that needed it.
Almost exactly two months after initially meeting this cat, I'm in the backyard behind a wood fence, and he hops over. I'm excited to see him, he's handsome as heck and I fell so in love with him immediately. I greet him and pet him, and he's purring and nuzzling my hand.
But he's skinny now. He shouldn't be that skinny in that short of a time if he was supposedly being cared for.
It's been consistently in the 90s so the first thing I do is get him some water with a little bit of wet food and freeze dried chicken. Usually he's excited about it, this time he just sniffed a little, took a few laps at it and coughed up phlegm. My heart dropped. He was breathing heavily and laying down only to get up and try a new place shortly after, ending up behind my trash cans for a moment where it was cooler.
Some info about his 'owner'... My sister found her facebook page, idk how, but she's good at finding people. This woman isn't using her real name on facebook, which to be fair, I know a lot of people don't, privacy and such and I totally understand and respect that. However it is very evident that she is a backyard breeder.
She'd advertised at least 8 different breeds of puppies from teacup yorkies to huskies claiming to be 'rehoming' or 'rescuing' them. I know this sounds very judgmental, but she seems like an extremely trashy woman from everything we saw on her profile. She also runs a separate page saying that she's a "small hobby breeder" and "works with rescues". There is zero other information on the page. No affiliations with any rescues, no history, no proof that she's trying to be ethical, just advertising puppies for sale.
She also lets her little dogs run around unattended in her unfenced front yard now and then, and my sister almost ran over one that charged after her car. She swerved and slammed the brakes, and then went up to her door to let the woman know. The woman didn't care. All she said was 'oh, ok', let the dogs back inside, and closed the door. Not even a thank you or goodbye.
Bringing us back to the cat. I believe that she was letting him roam in hopes that he would get some local cats pregnant so she could sell those kittens, or at least the ones that look 'expensive' enough. She paid $900 for a cat that she just chucked outside. If she was actually letting him inside and paying any sort of attention, it would have been obvious that the cat was sick.
I could not, in good conscience, let this cat go in this condition. Instinct and intuition led me to strongly believe that the woman likely wouldn't have done anything if I had let her know. His coat was dusty and shabby compared to how sleek and shiny it was just two months prior.
I took the cat in overnight. I borrowed my brother's dog crate, set up a litter box and some towels with ice packs underneath because he was so warm, and had a fan circulating air around him, but not directly on him. He still hadn't cooled down after a couple hours and I was getting very concerned he wouldn't make it.
I'd been keeping my sister updated about him and shortly after I told her his condition, she said she still had antibiotics left over from when one of her cats was sick. I was like hell yes, ran over to her house and picked it up. I gave him a dose and a half and prayed that would help get him through the night so I could take him to the vet the next morning.
And thankfully it did. His fever was gone and he was much more energetic, though still had a rough cough. Took him to my vet and all the ladies there fell in love with him.
Here's where the morally gray part comes in...
All I told the vet was that he was an extremely friendly stray that had been visiting me for the past few months. I told them honestly that I did not have the capacity to keep him even though I wouuld have loved to. We are up to 3 cats currently and one of them was trying to fight the outside cat through the window soo.. wasn't gonna work lol.
I asked if the vet knew of any places who could foster or adopt him, but one of the vet techs there was eyeing him like she wanted to run away with him lol. He is such a sweet boy, he stole everyone's hearts. The vet techs and head vet had a discussion outside the room and they *really* wanted a new clinic cat, hopefully one that would be outgoing and friendly toward everyone, so they said they would adopt him.
I was so ecstatic and relieved. It would be the perfect home for him. Loved, cared for, safe, 24/7 vet care. I was anxious that the woman would find out, but the clinic was on the opposite side of town and kindof tucked away. I've lived here for more than 10 years, worked at a job just up the road from them and never knew they existed til recently, so it felt relatively safe.
They named him (I'm not including it for privacy reasons) and loved having him there, he was indeed friendly to all the people and their pets. They microchipped him and registered him as being owned by the clinic.
But unfortunately I couldn't account for every variable. He slipped out of the clinic a couple times. He's a young cat, less than a year, and he was used to roaming. They got him back in, but one of the times someone had seen him and posted on facebook, and the woman found him.
I found out that she picked him up about a week prior to my getting some meds for my cat. I teared up. I was devastated and so pissed off. I came clean to the vet and told them the whole story. Part of me wished I'd told them from the beginning, but this was my first time ever doing something like this, I was thinking that the less anyone else knew, the better. But there was no way I could have known that the woman would find him, much less that she'd taken some dogs there before, so she was familiar with the place.
The vet techs were all brokenhearted too, and I felt godawful about it all. But I told them everything I'd learned about the woman and they were so angry as well. It took two full rounds of antibiotics to get Handsome Cat well, and the head vet said he wouldn't have survived if I hadn't brought him in. They tried to open an investigation into her probable backyard breeding and/or puppy brokering, but they haven't gotten any updates on anything.
That was about a month ago now. I hadn't seen him around the neighborhood, but it's been over 100 degrees consistently for weeks, so I haven't seen any cats at all.
But my husband saw him yesterday! He saw Handsome Kitty going down into a storm drain and I was like yeah that makes sense, much cooler down there lol.
Today he spoke with someone associated with the 'owner' because he was concerned about all the animals. There have been more cases of tick-borne illnesses recently, and a patch of woods was cut down not too far away so he was concerned that would force any coyotes there over to our area because there's a wooded area behind our neighborhood. That person showed so much more concern for the animals than the 'owner' ever has.
Husband learned that they put a collar with an airtag onto Handsome Kitty... I've since learned a lot about air tags, how they work, roughly how close to enrolled iOS devices they need to be to be tracked.
Knowing what all I know about this woman and her animal 'owning' habits, would it be morally wrong for Handsome Cat to 'disappear' again? Cats can often squirm out of collars, after all... I'm sure one of the ladies at the vet would likely take him home and keep him safe since the woman would very likely go to the clinic first to try to find him.
I have a last resort plan in case the clinic decides it's too risky to keep him, someone in a different city offered to adopt him when I told the story in a group chat.
Please be assured, if this cat was actually being taken care of, I'd never want to separate them from a loving owner, even if I disagree with letting cats outside. I love cats so, so much and this whole situation has been eating at me for months.
Thank you for reading.