Get Swept-Up In The Holiday Spirit
Morgan is a permanent rescue adoptee from Save a Sato. He is a rare juvenile diabetic kitten, born with bilateral cataracts. Morgan had cataract surjery at Cornell University, and he continues to deel with his diabetes and other helth issues. “Morgan’s Beds” was created to pay for his constant medical care. Many of my Catster frends have Morgan Beds, and they LOVE them! Morgan’s Beds are machine washable.
Evrybuddy’s best frend Calvin in his Morgan bed.
When Morgan was diagnosed here in the states, his future seemed very dim. The words complicated case, and not a normal life were repeated over and over. But thanks to an incredible Vet – Dr Nero at the Cat Clinic in Danbury, CT who believed in Morgan, he’s beaten all the odds against him. He’s made amazing progress, he gets stronger and healthier every day. Morgan just had rare cataract surgery at Cornell Veterinary School on January 17, 2007. His eyes are clear, bright and shiny. He is finally almost healed and becoming something we never realised he wasn’t – a normal cat. He loves to play with his siblings and his toys now, lounge in the sun, and for the first time in his life watches the birds. Morgan was 3 years old on 09/08/08 – it’s a huge celebration! He survived all the odds, thrived and become an amazing happy cat. Morgan is a true miracle!
The Eggman is teknikly a Dogster, but he carves cat faces (as well as dogs) in eggs. Yes, yoo herd me rite. Take a look:
The Eggman sells these creations to fund veterinary care for his rescue dog, Takoda. Takoda is a speshul-needs Doberman hoo was rescued by the Eggman from an abusive puppy mill situation wich left Takoda blind and with serius helth problems. Heer’s Takoda’s story:
(Takoda and Eggman)
Hi, my name is Takoda and I’m the reason my Daddy is selling these eggs here. I’m a proud Doberman but I wasn’t always like I am now. You see, for the first couple of years of my life I was a stud dog in a Puppy Mill and my only job, along with four other
Dobermans, was to father puppies, so the people who owned us could make money. They didn’t care about us and we were kept in cages that we could barely turn around in, weren’t fed much, never saw a Vet and had no interaction with people. Then they decided we were no longer of any use and they were going to turn us over to a Kill Shelter.
A nice lady at a Rescue Group heard about that and told them she would take us all. We all were skinny and sick, with internal parasites and heart worms, but she took us to the Vet, had us treated for our parasites and heart worms and we were put up for adoption. My Dobie friends were adopted but it seems I had a problem- Sometime in that hellish existence I went blind. (Maybe it was from the time we had an ice storm and since we were kept outside, I ended up frozen to my cage but it was most likely caused by severe head trauma)
Takoda on the first day at his furrever home
and it seemed like we doggies were good for leading people around but nobody wanted to have to lead me. That was until my new mommy and daddy heard about me and saw my story on line. They had to send their Dobie on his journey to the Rainbow Bridge last August and, since they love us Furbabies, they decided to give me a Home. I really want it to be my Furever Home but it seems I have another problem. I have a rare form of diabetes, Diabetes Insipidus, and I need to take medicine every day. That medicine is real expensive and, since my new mommy and daddy want to keep me, all the money from the sale of these dog, and kitty, portraits is going in a fund for my medicine.
If yoo don’t see eggzaktly whut yoo wunt in his shop, talk to the Eggman and he’ll make it fur yoo!
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