Loving the Animals: 100th blog

My 100th blog…amazing. What does one write for one’s 100th blog? Seems like it should be something special.

First, I think one writes: thank you for hanging around and reading. Writers write in solitary and hope the words and images mean something to someone. I so appreciate all your likes and comments. I feel like I know many of you even though we’ve never met. I am grateful that you spend a bit of your day with me.

As I thought about my 100th blog, I had planned to write again about vocation, and my sense of calling to work with and for the animals. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized this blog isn’t about me. It’s about the (mostly) dogs and cats that I get to care for, my own, my client’s, and the community cats who inhabit Derry Township. I write here about the blessings they bring to my life, and probably yours too, if you’re reading here, and what I learn from and about them. My blog is to celebrate their presence among us, to advocate on their behalf, to worry about them sometimes, to mourn their loss at others.  (And I said I wasn’t going to write about vocation…I seem to have lied.)

For my 100th blog, then, let me update you on the poor little kitty that I rescued earlier this week, and wrote about in Invisible Cats 4. We named the 6 month-old, very sick kitten Rita, but today it is clear that Rita is actually Roger. Maybe he’ll get better now that we have his gender right. Roger turned out to be very sick indeed, with a number of internal parasites. The nastiest of them is hookworm, and he has the rarer variety that affects not only intestines, but also lungs. Hookworms attach themselves to the walls of the intestines most commonly and eat their host, sucking up tissue and blood, causing severe anemia and, if untreated, death. Roger would not have lived much longer had he not been captured.

He has icky eyes as well, a raw hind end from all the diarrhea, as well as really raw “knee” areas. The poor guy is on antibiotics, and stuff to calm his intestinal tract, and he has been dewormed twice now. The deworming kills the adult hookworms, and we’ll need to wait 2-3 weeks before we can deworm again and kill what is now only larvae. We are wrapping up our TNR (trap/neuter/return) efforts for the year since it is getting cold out, and the space where we keep the pre- and post-op cats isn’t fully heated. So Roger has come to stay in our spare bedroom where he can be warm and toasty for as long as he needs. This way, too, I can feed him several times a day.

We tried to give him fluids but he is skin and bones. It is almost impossible to get a needle in him and there’s not much space between skin and bones for the fluids to go. We’re feeding him electrolytes with his food, and one of the meds has pretty much stopped his diarrhea. Little by little he looks better and his eyes are brighter, but he has a long ways to go.  He is in a trap for a few more days until we are done with his meds, and then he’ll get to move to a spacious dog crate for the rest of his stay. (I am not taking pictures of him for now – he is stressed enough. Perhaps I will be able to photograph him a bit down the road.)

Some might say that only the fittest should survive, and Roger surely isn’t among the fittest. I’m no romantic about nature and how harsh she can be. We cannot save every cat out there–that’s just fact. But we can save some of them, and I am glad Roger is in that group. He is a survivor in some senses; given all the things attacking him from inside and out he is still here, and it looks as if he’ll recover. I doubt that he let himself be captured – he does not yet see us as friends, and he may never do so. But I am glad, even so, that he let me cover him with a blanket and scoop him into a carrier. I am honored to be one of his caretakers now, glad to celebrate his survival instincts and his presence among us for now, glad to worry over him until he is well, and glad too that it doesn’t look as if I will need to mourn his passing.

Back in April I wrote about vocation, and quoted part of a Robert Frost poem, and it seems appropriate to repeat here. It seems as if it was written for Roger and me:

Only when love and need are one,
And the work is play for mortal stakes
Is the deed every really done
For Heaven and the future’s sakes. –Two Tramps in Mud Time

I guess I’ve written about vocation in my 100th blog after all. I hope you don’t mind. Roger is part of my vocation in life. My love and his need met, and the stakes were clearly mortal. The work of caring for him is a deed truly done for Heaven and the future’s sake. I am fortunate to be a part of a team of people who care about him, the whole group that is Derry Township Community Cats. That group, in turn, is one of many groups helping to rescue and care for animals in our area, our state, our country, our world. Thousands and thousands of people caring for the creatures, many of them out of a sense of vocation. I am eternally grateful to be a tiny little part of the thousand compassionate arms encircling the creatures of our world for Heaven and the future’s sake.

Thus endeth my 100th blog. See you at 101.

17 thoughts on “Loving the Animals: 100th blog

  1. Beautifully said and a lovely way to celebrate your 100th blog…talking the walk 🙂 hugs to you and sweet Roger,,may he continue to prosper..heavy worm burdens are nasty 😦 xxxx

  2. A great 100th post! Thanks too for the update on Roger. I am glad you were able to help him. I know they all can’t be saved but I do like to help as many as I can. They are living things and deserve care.

  3. Best to you, the loving and caring person that you are. And gentle hugs to Roger for his recovery. You have chosen words well for your 100th blog…love to you. 🙂

  4. I love your posts. And what if those ones who should be destined to not live, what if they are given to us for a reason. My George, my expensive George, should not be running around the house and jumping on beds. It cost us dearly at a time when we could not afford to take care of the problem he had. It is worth it if you are called to it.

  5. Congratulations on 100 posts. I hit that milestone at almost the same time as you did. I hope Roger recovers well and I wish you the best of luck with both your blog and your efforts to help animals in need.

  6. Wanting to touch base and tell you how grateful I am for the care you are providing for Roger, as well as his extended family. I will be eternally grateful to you for capturing this green-eyed brave prince (formerly princess, ha, ha) as well as for the philosophy you bring to this mission. I look forward to sharing the rest of the journey even if from afar. Sending love and prayers to Roger and Derry Cats.

    1. Thanks, Peggy. Roger got moved to a big dog crate last night and he has space to move around in now. He’ll be with me for many weeks to come while we put some weight on him. He’s hissing at me now, so he feels better. I’ll be updating his progress on my blog, so if you want to follow along just sign up on the blog and you’ll automatically get his updates. I’ll take very good care of him!

  7. They are amazing and like much needed balm to a soul missing her babies very much. Thank you.

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