Scott Trimboli is the lucky husband of Wild Blue Cats founder Lauri Cross and never knew a cat before meeting Lauri. Now he knows many. Scott spent much of his life as an Air Force officer retiring in 2000 after a 20-year career as an engineer and educator, including two wonderful tours on the faculty of the Department of Astronautics at the Air Force Academy. Today, Scott is in the 12th year of his second career as an Associate Professor in the Department of Electrical and Computer Engineering at UCCS. Research and teaching are his happy place. Well, OK, there’s running too. Scott is a lifelong running addict and regularly competes in events throughout the state and beyond… running helps anchor his sanity.

Since meeting Lauri in 2005, cats have slowly and steadily crept into his life (and his office, and his bed, and sometimes his car…) He has worked mostly behind the scenes supporting the establishment and growth of Wild Blue Cats since its founding. He still has scars from crawling through the attic of the present rescue facility installing wiring and installation during its early construction phase in 2009. He also was a regular stage-hand at Wild Blue adoption events for many years – back when Lauri and he shouldered much of the rescue work now accomplished by so many generous volunteers.

Recently, Scott was involved in his own, first-ever, real-life cat rescue. On the dark, early morning of Thursday, October 17th , while driving to meet-up with his running group (the Sunrise Striders), Scott noticed what  appeared to be a dark-colored cat lying on the north side of Old Ranch road. That seemed to be an odd place to hang out. His head was perched up so that I could see his eyes, but he made no attempt to move as I drove close by. And that was because he couldn’t. It was obvious – even to me – that he was injured, and probably seriously so. I pulled over and quickly realized I was out of my league here – plus, I’m kind of squeamish. So I did the only thing I could think of – call Lauri and wake her up at 5:15 AM. It was a cat that needed help after all, what else would I do? I sense if I had run out of gas, I’d still be out there, but because it was an injured cat, Lauri was there in minutes. Actually, come to think of it, I couldn’t have run out of gas, I was driving the Tesla. But you get the point. Actually, I give all the credit to Lauri for the fact that this incredible cat survived. I have no doubt whatsoever he would have soon perished had she not administered the care he needed and gotten him immediate medical treatment. Kind of a miracle,really…