Lucky Update

Just like the Jeffersons, Lucky moves up to a Deluxe Apartment in the sky. 

 

After Lucky's bath on Sunday, she moved to an upper apartment.  Just like Weezie. 

Thanks to a uber generous donation this week, her fund has grown up to $877. 

Miniature Black Yoda

Look at what some DEAR, SWEET person left on my doorstep this morning . . . . .

Probably between 4 and 6 weeks old.

Whoever was so generous with their gift, (bless their heart) , I hope they get into chiggers and fire ants. . .  on the same day.


Kitten anyone?

Sad. Homeless. Incarcerated.

Dear Peoplez in Blogland,
Pleez send cigarettez , and a parole officer.

Love,
Scaggs on Cell Block 3B

Meet Priscilla

This little stray kitten I've named Priscilla. Cute isn't she? I think she's going to be a long-haired cat.

She was brought in about 10 days ago. This past Monday was a week. To be euthanized.
I am not certain what her story was, or what really happened to her. I was told she was a feral kitten rescued from the jaws of the German Shepherd. And maybe she was, I don't know. I kept saying, "Really?" with 1 eyebrow raised. I look at the kitten. "Really?" Look again. "Really?"
No puncture wounds. No bite wounds. More importantly, NOT covered in dog slobber.
"Really?"

She was paralyzed in her rear legs. Couldn't stand up. But she did have some sensation in them, as she could feel you pinch her toes.

So I asked the lady who brought her in, "Do you want to keep her?" "No".
"Do you want to treat her?" "No". Well, that doesn't leave many options, I'm afraid.
"So you want to euthanize her?" "I guess so." So she paid to have her euthanized.

On day 1, that was a possibility.
But, it doesn't mean that I have to euthanize her right then, there, that minute. She didn't seem to be in a lot of pain.

So, Priscilla and I had a little talk later. Who didn't have a name at the time.
"Little Girl", I said.
"Sir?", she said.
"Are you in pain? Do you want to be euthanized today? Or had you rather hang in there for a few days and see if you mend?", I asked.
"Well, I can't feel my back feet very well, or move them at the moment, but other than that, I'm just peachy", she replied. "Would you mind terribly expressing my bladder? Girl's got to go pee-pee."

And so I did. Twice a day.

By Friday, she could move her left rear leg, a little more than the right one. Still couldn't stand though. This week she started standing. You can see her short videos I shot today.

She's not back 100 percent yet, as you can see her knuckling under her feet, so she still has some proprioceptive deficients (ie, she doesn't know exactly where those feet really are). But I think she'll get there eventually.










Also, while I was uploading the videos to youtube, the world's greatest encyclopedia :), I came across a really well done, sweet video of a kitten who passed away from feline leukemia. I am not embedding it in this link. But if you follow the link below to my blog, it is in a post below this one.

It's really worth watching. It'll make you cry, make you laugh, make you appreciate your pets while you have them with you.

Tigger and my Interesting Case of the week

Hello everyone. Tigger here send his best. I posted an interesting case this week that was heavy on the photos. So I didn't want to sent that in an email, in consideration for those on dial-up. Tigger isn't it, btw.


He just happened to be in one day this week to start his kitten vaccinations, and agreed to participate in a photo opportunity.

Click on the blog link here if you want to read about Sassy.

Little Miss Sunshine- Calico Kitten

Needs a home after being dumped on my doorstep, sort of.