July 14th 2011 9:49 pm
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My mommy saved my life . . . er, well the doctor did, but mommy got me out of a very bad situation I was living in with another foster who just didn't have time for me.
When mommy found me I was in my usual place in the bathroom where I was kept, behind the toilet. Mommy didn't even know I had Radial Hypoplasia when she tried to get me out from behind there - she was still gentle.
When she saw (and this is embarassing to admit), but when she saw my bum was so dirty from my bent-under stubby tail down my bum and legs and hardened on there, and the litter box had only about 1 cup of litter, and she saw that I was very skinny, she gave a look of disbelief. That was a look I was praying to see - someone to be so disgusted in how I was living that they might help me.
After mommy finished hand-feeding me as the lady told her to do and cleaning me and my potty up (mommy's idea), saw I had tons of fleas, my gums were so white, I was soooo dehydrated and couldn't stop going poo really thin, she asked the foster nicely (the foster had 30 foster kittens and some other adult cats.
The poor kittens were kept in a garage with no insulation right near the cold, foggy beach), anyways, mommy asked the foster that since the foster had so many to care for, if she could be my foster (I was now in the living room since I'd been all cleaned up) and the foster said she loved me so much, but I was praying for mommy to take me, just TAKE me, mommy, but she was playing it cool so as not to offend this irresponsible foster who might say "no" if she became offended.
The foster lady finally said okay, but if you ever don't want him anymore, please bring him back to me. (I heard mommy's thoughts: "Yeah, in your dreams, lady!").
That was it! I felt hope for the first time!! Me and my sister were "turn-in's" at the kill shelter. Someone adopted my sister and I became so depressed I couldn't eat, then I got sick, really sick when I was in the shelter before the first foster lady took me, so I was happy at first, but became very lonely in the bathroom, living behind a toilet, seen very little, no light from outside . . .
So ANYways, that nightmare was over and mommy took me to an emergency place for animals straight from the foster's house. The doctor that gave me treatment told my mommy to turn this foster into the police as she highly neglected me and I would not have made it much longer. I had severe giardia, anemia, was totally flea ridden (hence, the anemia), totally emaciated (skinny to the bone) and weighed almost nothing. They had to give me 500mg of fluids even though it's dangerous when you have anemia the doctor said, but I was that dehydrated.
THEN, I felt a little better. I was given a Capstar and mommy got Frontline Plus the next day to give me over a 3 month period and all the fleas where gone, mommy gave me a bath (wow, I didn't like it at first, but when I was dry and really clean for the first time in a long time . . . ahhhhhhh, I got a medicine (Metronidazole) 2x/day for so many days and mommy . . . oh, my mommy just loved me, kept her eye on me all the time until she knew I wouldn't roll off of things (I have twisty front arms and a twisted under stubby tail).
I ate regular food right away, and she gives us all spring water just like she drinks and she has many potties for us all to go in that she cleans 2 times a day! They have a LOT more sand than the one cup I was getting at the other place. Mommy keeps my bum trimmed all the time. Sometimes she crawls around chasing me and it's like in the movies; I scuttle really, really fast, or run on my hiney legs and she's on all fours and then I stop and let her cut some, then I scuttle again. It's a fun game we play about once a month.
She has to cut my nails very regularly (like she does the other cats, all of which like me . . . :-D - because my twisty paw nails grow fast and will grow under very quickly right into my pad and that would hurt so much! They were like that at the foster lady's house! She brushes me, always calls ONLY me her "boyfriend" cat and always tells me how much she loves me and will never leave me, ever-ever, and that she is honored I am in her life (?) Who is she kidding? She saved my life and I feel so honored she is in my life!
Anyways, this is the longest diary entry I'll probably ever write, but wanted you all to know that my mom, even though she is sometimes distrustful of people because of some really bad stuff that happened to her and she is disabled because of it, is the best being I've ever known and I am her boyfriend forever and she loves me and keeps loving me and she gives us all individual, authentic special attention.
I overheard her say she is alive because of us a few times.
I am a lucky boy and mommy kisses my twisty paws and rubs my arms all the time. She is my miracle and I call her my miracle. It's like we are one person. My mommy sometimes has wet stuff coming out of her eyes saying how grateful she is that I and the others are in her life.
I am loved.
~ Tiny Dancer
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So glad everything worked out for you, Tiny Dancer!! Wees bees proud to calls yous furriends!!
Oh Yay!! You are on Catster now! I love your little twisty paws and can tell in your photos that you are a spunky little fellow like me. So glad your mommy rescued you!
Yay, you are finally on Catster! We love your twisty paws and your photos are adorable. I can tell you area a spunky little fellow like me. Sorry if this comment shows up twice. My female human thought she hit submit, walked away from the computer, and it looked like it wasn't submitted when she came back. Silly Humans!
Oh my catness! You are so so cute!!! We're so glad your mom got you and saved you! She sounds like a really wonderful person and we're glad she was there for you!!!
You is so adorable, I could just lick you and lick you!!!!
We's so happy your Mommy & vet saved your life!! You's beautifurrr in our eyes no matter what!!