January 22nd 2009 12:20 pm
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The bill for the surgery to fix my broken leg is really high; Mom still owes $1200 on it! And she's having to sell the house because she's running low on cash! She started a Fundable account so that anyone who'd like to help her pay the bill would be able to. This is a Catster-Approved collection, and Mom will be most grateful for any help. If you're not familiar with Fundable, Mom set a goal of $660, and people can pledge as little as $10; if the goal is not reached :(, no one pays anything. Time's running out, though; if the goal isn't met by January 30, the collection is over, and Mom won't get anything from it. :) She has insurance on me now, but since I was a barn cat, she didn't have it at the time of the accident. I"m a really sweet guy who's now in love with the sofa :), so any help you can give Mom will really be appreciated. Thank you so much; may the Creator bless you all even if you're not in a position to help.
December 18th 2008 2:45 pm
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Well, things certainly have changed for me - for the better. I started visiting Mom's barn (though she wasn't my mom then) fewe years ago. There was another cat coming, feral like me, and grey like me. Mom had named him Shadow. When she first saw me, she thought I was he! LOL So she started calling me Shadow.
Late last winter, she realized that there are two of us. Since I knew my name, and the other Shadow didn't, Mom changed his name to Smokey. And I remain Shadow!
I started trust Mom; she fed me every day, and didn't seem threatening at all. I guess Smokey watched me, and he, too, learned to trust her - although not as much as I do. :) Then one day, Mom picked me up, stuffed me into a tiny cage she called a "carrier," and took me to the doctor. I don't remember much; they made me very sleepy. I woke up in a cage in my barn, and boy, was I angry. But the next day, Mom let me out, and I was fine. I think the stuff that made me sleepy made me nasty too.
So things were going well; Smokey and I got along pretty good, except sometimes he'd run after me. And then it happened: I twisted one of my hind legs; boy, did that ever *hurt*! Mom took me to my regular doctor, who said it was broken, and sent us on down the road to the surgeon. He fixed my leg really good, and I came home, but I had to stay in a "dog crate" - how embarassing! So Mom put the crate where I could at least see out, but she hated having me in there all the time. She thought that when I got the staples out, I could be free. But that didn't happen; Mom just could not stand the thought of my being confined for another 10 days; also, she learned that she'd have to move, and she loves me too much to just pass me off as a barn cat; I'm a really good guy! So, it seemed like the perfect time to introduce me to the house and the three feline residents there.
Little Althea sometimes sniffs noses with me; the two guys - well, they seemed scared of me, but I don't know why. I stay prettty much to myself, although I'm starting to discover the delights of catnip and toys! :)
So now I spend my days mostly curled up on the sofa, sleeping. My leg is healing, but the surgeon says I'm still not to go outside. But with rain, sleet, snow. . .maybe it's better to be inside. :)
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