I was all snuggled in bed in my jammies, and just turned on my Kindle to do a little reading before nodding off, when the phone rang. I usually don’t answer the phone after 9 pm, but it was my cat buddy, Patricia, and a late call from her means there’s something that can’t wait.
It turned out to be a cat that was in bad shape. The police department had picked up the cat, after it spent two hours howling under a bush and drove some neighbors crazy. The police weren’t sure the cat would even make it, and had no place to put it for the night.
Well, those of you who know me, know how that turned out. There are always dog crates set up here for unexpected guests…our kitty hotels. There’s a regular stock of newspapers, fleece, litter boxes and litter, food and water dishes and stuff to fill them. It doesn’t take long to set up a space for a needy cat.
It was, however, a little tricky getting the cat into the dog crate. His hind end appeared to be paralyzed, and we didn’t want to jostle his spine any more than we had to. We settled him onto a soft pile of fleece, and wondered if dinner would be good. He answered that inquiry by eating not just one can of food, but two. His legs might not be working, but his appetite sure was. And despite whatever discomfort he was experiencing, he was a really sweet cat…beautiful too.
He got to visit the vet bright and early today, and he’s going to hang out there for a couple more days. No broken bones or wounds, and things look neurological perhaps…very hard to tell yet, especially not without a lot of very expensive tests. But some steroids have him moving things around a bit, sitting up a bit, and we’re just going to have to watch for a couple days and see what happens.
I posted his picture and info far and wide on Facebook and it was shared by hundreds, but no calls about him. I suspect no one is looking for him, which is absolutely heartbreaking. He was found in an area close to fields and streams. Seems more than likely that someone dumped him. He’s about 5 years old or so. Did something happen neurologically, and someone decided to just get rid of him? We’ll probably never know.
In the meantime, we’ll provide him with the best care we can, and hopefully he’ll be a good candidate for adoption at some point. He’s a total sweetheart, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he was a lap cat. Time will tell..in the meantime, I guess it’s time to come up with a name for the guy. Something elegant. Even though he can’t stand, this dude’s definitely elegant.