Photo Comments Age: 1 Year Sex: Female Weight: 10 lbs.
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March 6th 2012
December 30th 2011
Laying on her mommy's chest when she's trying to use the computer.
Getting her nails trimmed and trips to the vet.
Favorite Nap Spot:
On mommy's bed in a nice sunny spot.
Anything organic please!
The ability to sense when mommy is busy!
I was employed at an animal shelter when I first met Little Foot. She had come into the shelter as a stray, having been brought in by good Samaritans who found her wandering around an apartment complex. Immediately I noticed something was off about this sweet little kitten: her front left paw was extremely swollen (golf ball sized) and she wasn't putting any weight on it. Now the shelter was extremely full of cats this morning, and I knew that the fate for an injured kitten was a little grim.
So I immediately went to our director, vowing to foster the sweet little kitten so that she wouldn't take up any space. And there was the kicker. Any animal that comes in with an unknown bite wound had to be quarantined for SIX MONTHS! I immediately agreed, knowing that despite the shelter's best wishes, we simply didn't have the space to keep her for that long, not when there was so many other cats needing homes.
After some medicine, foot soaks and good old TLC, Foot's foot was good as new, and after all that I had grown rather fond of the plucky little kitten. Despite all the pain she had to have been in, she never once complained. My work knew I was going to be a foster failure the moment I brought her home, it just took a little while for me to realize it.
Little Foot has been in my life for nearly a year now, and I never regretted it for a moment.
-At only a couple weeks old, she was spayed! Everything went well but she had a reaction to her dissolvable sutures and had to have them removed.
-A couple months before Foot's first birthday, I brought home a former bait-dog (an beautiful American Pitbull Terrier) to foster. I had tested him with cats at the shelter and he appeared to do fine, but he had grown very protective of me in the short time I had known him. Foot jumped up on the bed next to me and quicker than I could intervene, the dog snapped at her, ripping off a good portion of her ear. I was devastated and heartbroken and unfortunately had to return the dog to the shelter, but with some time and Neosporin, Foot's ear healed just fine. Now my little princess has even more character, and a story to brag about to all her kitty friends!
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Honey badger don't care!
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