Yes, my Dear Readers, believe it or not, today is the 5th anniversary of Winston’s arrival at the cottage by the sea.
Here is his fascinating story.
Winston, along with his brother Clifton, now both upstanding members of my Executive Committee, lived in Sutro Heights Park on the cliffs across from the world famous Cliff House in San Francisco. They brilliantly placed themselves behind a very long chain link fence which provided them the maximum possible protection, given their situation.
This is the view from where they lived.
They lived there for at least 4 years. A few kind souls fed them several days per week, but no one ever tried to give them a Forever Home and they were never given fresh water to drink. When they lived in the park, Clifton was known as The Brave One and Winston was known as The Shy One.
On May 21, 2008, (a happy anniversary sadly overlooked earlier this year) Clifton was simply scruffed and stuffed, as they call it. While eating at the cliff’s edge, he was grabbed by the scruff of the neck and stuffed into a carrier.
Here is Clifton the day he arrived at the cottage by the sea, after being scruffed and stuffed, rushed to the vet, and then taken to his new Forever Home.
There was much controversy in the neighborhood about the fate of The Shy One if The Brave One was taken first. But the winning point of view was, a bird in the hand is worth 2 in the bush.
It took cat experts from 4 Northern California counties in concerted effort for over 6 straight weeks trying every conceivable trapping method to figure out how to rescue The Shy One. He was one elusive dude. Each expert came to the park with great confidence believing their method would work. The Shy One shut them all down without any mercy. More than a few tears were shed and prayers were uttered.
Finally, after every other possible method was tried, it came down to this.
http://www.alleycat.org/page.aspx?pid=366
Well, it wasn’t this exact trap but an identical one that was custom built from PVC pipes to be balanced on the edge of a cliff. Thanks to the groundskeepers help, a large plywood platform was secured, as best it could be, to prevent all parties from tumbling head over heels down the cliff when the trapping actually happened.
Because Sutro Heights Park is part of the Golden Gate National Recreation Area and federal land, it is illegal to feed or rescue any creature dwelling therein. The groundskeeper understood that is a stupid law and helped anyway. Huge blessings to him.
As the weeks progressed after Clifton was rescued, The Shy One was hardly ever seen. He must have wondered where his brother had gone and became even more elusive and totally trap shy. As July 3rd approached like a roaring freight train, the stakes went up exponentially. You see, even though the park is a beautiful, safe place during the day, it often turns into a war zone at night. Gangs from all over the Bay Area come there when darkness arrives and gunfire abounds as does the smashing of countless bottles all over the paved paths. Even the police won’t respond once the trouble breaks loose.
The night before the holidays are the absolute worst and with the firecrackers on July 4th, everyone involved in the rescue effort believed that if they could not catch The Shy One by July 3rd, he would never be rescued.
So on July 3rd, the Alley Cat Allies style drop trap was put in place while a devoted cat lover stood about 50 feet away ready to pull the string. The tricky part is, in order for the trap to be 100% effective, another person has to be directly next to the trap ready to jump on it in a spread eagle fashion the moment the string is pulled. If this critical step is not done, it is possible the newly trapped cat will be able to lift the trap and crawl out from under it.
So everyone was in place with pounding hearts. The trap was in place. And then, much to the total disbelief of everyone, The Shy One, who had not even been seen for several weeks, walked straight up the cliff and into the trap. The string was pulled, the trap went down and The Translator dove onto the trap and started sobbing uncontrollably. Within seconds, she, The Shy One, the trap and the plywood started falling down the cliff. Apparently, at this point Divine Intervention occurred, because the whole collection stabilized.
The back up personnel sprang into action scurrying around and over the chain link fence to quickly place a large heavy blanket over the trap. Then a carrier was secured to the opening of the drop trap and The Snarling, Hissing, Growling Shy One, was gently but firmly forced into the carrier.
The groundskeeper gave all the now totally exhausted and crying people a ride to the park gate and The Shy One was rushed to the vet where he was immediately sedated so he could be examined.
Here is The Shy One, now known as Winston, when he arrived at the cottage by the sea.
Obviously, Winston’s experience in the park was very different than the experience of his brother. It was 6 months before he did not completely freak out when anyone tried to touch him.
One cat expert said that after 3 days of separation the 2 brothers would not even remember each other.
She was obviously wrong.