Ken is a man who recently retired from the U.S. Navy. He attends college full time, works an internship job, speaks on the radio each Saturday, does Bible Studies, Sunday worship service and during the week, prayer meetings. He is understandably, a very busy man. The last thing he needed was more responsibility. And you might agree, that he certainly didn’t need to be adopted by a stray, pregnant cat! However, God had other plans for Ken and Jaxy and so, that is exactly what happened.
One day, Ken came home and unlocked his door as he usually does, but this day was different! As he stepped over the threshold into his apartment, something bolted past him at lightening-fast speed in the dark. As he turned on the light, he saw it was a cat. Surprised, but smiling, Ken said, “Hi! ” Ken put down his books and leaned over to pet the cat. She was so friendly and clean, Ken thought that certainly this cat must belong to someone in the building. However, as time would tell, that was not the case.
He didnt know if the cat was hungry. He fed her some chicken that he had in the refrigerator, then let her out. A week or so later, Ken’s mother came to visit him for a few days. He did not tell her about the cat . The day she came to visit, as Ken lugged his mothers luggage up the stairs, the cat appeared at the top of the steps. She looked very much like T.J., the cat Ken’s mother had for 13 years, who had, not that long ago, passed away.
” Hey baby! ” Ken’s mother said, as she extended her hand to pet the cat. Ken told his mother how the cat first appeared. As Ken opened the door, she bolted inside. Ken said, ” As soon as I open the door it runs in”. Kens mother said, ” You know she’s pregnant right?”. Ken answered, “I don’t know if it’s a boy or a girl. I thought it was just fat. I try to feed her chicken and she’s really not hungry. She looks like she belongs to someone because she’s definitely domesticated and clean. I asked around and nobody knows whose cat it is.” Ken and his mother agreed that someone had dumped her. Most proably because she was pregnant.
Ken gave her some chicken . She looked excited about it and meowed when Ken asked, ” You wanna eat?”. However, she would not eat it. Kens mother broke it into teeny pieces and she ate some. Ken’s mother said, “Yes, she is probably used to eating cat food. She’s definitely not feral or she would have eaten this . Ken and his mother decided that because of her condition, and Ken’s inability to find the owner, that they should buy some cat food. After all, she was at his house every day. When they arrived back to Ken’s apartment, she was waiting for him. They let her in and opened a can of cat food. She ate like she was starving. Surprisingly, she would not drink water though.
The cat looked to be in overall good condition. They thought her legs looked swollen. Her coat was on the dull side with a large area of brownish hue to her black coat. After researching some things on the computer, they read this could be a sign of a nutritional deficiency. This made sense since she was pregnant and any nutrition she did obtain was going to her kittens. She was an odd looking cat too. For starters, she had no left eyebrow hairs . More oddly, she was missing her tail. Just a little stub on the hind end with no apparent injury. She looked like a bunny from behind. Ken’s mother lovingly called her ” Bunny butt” and said, ” What do you call her?”. Ken hadn’t named her so his mom asked, ” How about Maya?”.
In a little while, after she ate, she looked up at Ken and softly meowed and he opened the door. She left and returned in a few minutes, pawing at Ken’s apartment door. We assume she meows when she wants to leave to do her business as she has never urinated in the house. He let her in again and Ken’s mom checked her ears and gums. Her ears were clean and her gums were nice and moist and pink. She had no fleas. They played with her and pet her for a while then let her out and went to bed.
The following morning she returned and then several times a day. Ken feeds her, gives her respite from the heat and a safe place to sleep for a few hours. Ken’s mom felt as if she didn’t look like a Maya and talking to the cat, said, ” You’re not a Maya, are you?” and asked Ken,” How about Jaxy?. Jaxy from Jacksonville”. Ken liked it. So, Jaxy it was from that day forward.
A flyer with Jaxy’s photo was placed at the front office by the mailboxes. Sadly, it turned up nothing. Ken and his mother both called many agencies to find Jaxy a home. They wanted a no-kill shelter however, nobody to date, has room. The other ones euthanize. That is not an option that will even be considered by Ken even though he cannot keep her . He doesn’t want her to deliver her kittens outside so he allows her to sometimes spend the night on his patio while he is trying to find her a home. He calls her ” Jaxy cat”.
This union was good for both Jaxy and Ken as well. Jaxy has food and love and is cared for. And Ken has something to look forward to when he comes home besides work, work and more work. He has Jaxy waiting to be fed and he has her unconditional love . Both have benefitted from this unusual union of fate.