November 22nd 2013 1:24 pm
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Little ones, I will tell you a story. I am a survivor. I have survived cancer. I have survived abandonment. I have survived a bottom cage in a very sorry 'rescue'.
I am a survivor. I am LUCKY.
Some years back, I was found by my pawrents. My daddy saw me, and that was it. He wouldn't and couldn't leave me in that bottom cage, and neither could my mom. He took me because I was the oldest cat there, a toy for the rambunctious kittens in the cage beside me. I was not wanted there-I was taken because the woman who found me waited a year, keeping me safe...in her basement. She couldn't have me in her house, she had a dog who didn't like cats. After a year, she finally was able to bring me in. I sat there another year-people didn't want what they considered an 'old' cat. It didn't matter that I was very loving to people, and funny and fiesty.
No one wanted 'the old cat'. The rescue founder, Bobbi Giordano of 'Bobbi and the Strays', when she found a lump on me, did not tell the vet to do surgery. No-she told him to let it alone. After all-I was just 'an old cat'.
My mom and dad didn't see it like that. Though they didn't know I had cancer, when they found out, they did not leave it. I had surgery and then chemo.
And now...well, 3 years later-here I am.
I have my Elderwise issues-I have 'subq' fluids daily. I take some pills for my blood pressure and my kidneys. I have gotten fashionably thin. I see less well, but well enough. I walk through the apartment like I own it-because I do! I love my daddy-LOVE HIM!. And, well, I appreciate and love Mommy too.
I lay in my heated bed and soak up the warmth, a gift from Aunt Dana of the many cats and funny boy, Bryan and uncle Jamison, and now a new Elderwise cat...we know she understands. I curl up beside daddy at night, and purr and purr, warm between the people who love me. I am the Bane of the Bad Kitten, chasing her when I feel like it. I look at the grey sky today and stretch and yawn...later good things will be put before me to eat...
I look at mommy smile and then come over and rub my ears and head and kiss me.
I am Cherished.
It is as it should be.
If I could make one wish? That every Elderwise cat would be rescued from want and fear tonight, from every shelter, from outside..
No I change that...
Every cat. All over.
And I know...perhaps...out there....the Powers that be hear this...and smile....
For after all, it happened for one little Orange Elderwise Cat....why not?
Thank you all for being my Furiends....
love and light,
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws
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Happy Gotcha Day, Natcat! We're so glad you were got by your pawrents so you could be cherished and adored - as you should be.
Happy Gotcha Day!
You are indeed a survivor, Nat, but you're more than that. You are giver -- of love and affection, and hope and strength. You conquer your world. I hope the Powers are listening to you.