Eevee’s Story

Written By Emma Marchand

Written By Emma Marchand


Life Before The Shelter

Sully (now known as Eevee) was rescued as a young semi-feral adult with her four kittens and one sibling. She had been one of many feral cats living at an industrial plant site. Workers were feeding her inside of a Sullair Compressor, which is how Sully got her name. However, the plant was shutting down and scheduled for demolition, so a PCON volunteer trapped and rescued the cats to bring them into PCON’s care.

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Sully’s Kittens!

Sully was estimated to be approximately 10-11 months old when she had her kittens; she was still just a kitten herself at the time. Not having had much contact with people, she was very scared and shy and would run away from the volunteers. Sully found her safe place up high on top of the kennels to observe what was going on.

All of Sully’s kittens quickly found loving furrever homes!

Sully’s Adoption

I saw Sully for the first time on a PCON Facebook post, and I knew immediately that I wanted to be her special person and give her the love she needed. She looked like my first cat, Porter, so much so that if it weren't for the age difference they could have been siblings. I was heartbroken when my partner said he wasn't yet ready for another pet, but I decided to save Sully's photo on my phone. About six months later, to my surprise, my partner announced it was time to go meet a kitty for possible adoption!

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I immediately went back to the PCON Facebook page to look for Sully. Would she still be available? Part of me hoped she wasn't so that I would know this kitty had received the love she so deserved. But she was still available for adoption!! We submitted an application, went down on a Saturday and brought her home the same day.

We decided to change her name to Eevee, and hoped she would love her new home.

Eevee is a brown tabby with a white locket and a hidden white patch on her tummy. I didn't even know she had any white markings (other than her locket) until a few months into her stay with me.

For the first month, Eevee hid inside a box spring. I would try to gain her trust a little each day, by spending time with her in "her room" and making sure she got used to the noises in our home. I would talk to her, sing along to songs, watch tv, make attempts to reach under the bed and into the box spring to let her sniff me. Each time she would move further and further away. After a month, I decided she wasn't going to improve unless she had some loving encouragement. I dismantled the bed, removed the fabric from the bottom of the box spring, and stood it up on its side so she no longer had anywhere to hide inside big furniture. She would hide wherever else she could find, until she was comfortable enough to sit on the other side of the room without staring intently at me the entire time I was in the room.

I would love to say it was me who was able to get her out of her shell, but credit goes to her brother, Porter. I left her door open all the time. Porter had lived with other animals before, so he wanted to check her out. We lived in a townhouse at the time, and in the evening when I went downstairs to watch TV, I would hear them running and chasing each other all around upstairs.

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Eevee gradually became braver and explored more of the house. She took to my partner, and started warming up to other people as well.

Now, four years after first seeing Sully on Facebook, I can tell you how much personality our Eevee has. I am so thrilled she decided to trust me enough to work through her fear of people, and learn to love us as much as we love her.

Now you cannot go into the washroom unless Eevee goes with you. She gets wet food at 6:30 every night, and she WILL tell you within 30 minutes of when that is. She doesn't have a standard issue motor, it's definitely been upgraded - you can hear Eevee purring from more than a foot away. When she sees me coming to give her love, she always says hello and accepts soft pets on her cheek.

When Eevee wants attention she now asks for it. When she is playing, she takes the toy over to where she wants to play and goes to town. She loves catnip, balls, bugs, and looking out windows.

Eevee is the best kitty I could have asked for, and I am so happy to PCON and the volunteers that rescued her.

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