In the wake of storm Harvey, I’ve seen a profusion of animals either not common here – frigate birds and chimney swifts – or animals resident here but now active in larger numbers – cormorants, pelicans, fireflies and mosquito hawks.

Just before the storm began arriving last Friday, I heard a cat calling from my carport.  There I found an adult neutered male who must have seen my cats behind the cat fence and heard me calling to them.  He was hiding under my truck, mewing loudly.  I coaxed him out with fresh food.  After eating his fill he cautiously came to where I was sitting on the concrete.  He finally let me touch him; once he found I was friendly he just melted.  He clearly craved affection and comfort, and in moments he had no fear or apprehension at all – he just wanted human company.

I petted him for many minutes; he is clearly very accustomed to people and must have had a good home at one time.  He is neutered and bears the ear-tip usually associated with a TNR program.

I cared for him throughout the storm.  Now he waits for me each morning and evening, bounding up to me when he sees me.  Here is a the first of three videos:

There are few subjects I know much about, but I know cats.  I’ve lived with many of them, volunteer at a shelter for them, and have a library of cat books third only to my Lincoln and polar exploration libraries.  This boy is as wonderful a cat as anyone will ever come across.  Another video:

He is a remarkably handsome boy cat: charcoal/gray/brown tabby, ticked pattern; medium hair soft as silk, with a bushy tail; green eyes; small white spots on chin and chest.  I guess him to be about 5-6 years old, perhaps 12 pounds.  He seems very healthy, his coat and eyes clean and bright

He has no petting threshold.  He is eager for as much affection as I have time to give.  He even likes his chest rubbed, and holds my hand in his paws when I pet him.  He has his claws but has never unsheathed them on me, even when he’s playful (another sign he once had good human companionship).

He needs a home.  He is much too sweet a cat to allow into a kill shelter, and all other shelters are full now.  I would rather care for him outside until I can find someone who will take him home.  As Seabrook’s infamous crazy cat guy, I can promise that he will make a marvelous companion for someone, and I’m certain he will be safe and comfortable inside.

He even seems very good with other cats.  He often stands outside my cat fence, in clear view of my cats, but he has never paid them any mind – no hissing, no aggression, scarcely caring they are there.  More than that, he has become something of a foster dad to two stray kittens (see photo below); they follow him everywhere and he is very gentle with them; he only hisses lightly if they stick a nose into his food bowl before he is finished.

For a good, qualified adopter, I will pay half of his first vet checkup and vaccinations.  I don’t recommend cats often, but this guy is too special to abandon to animal control or to leave on his own.  If you are interested, please leave a comment on this post. I live in Seabrook, Texas.