Boy’s Secret Rendezvous Saved Starving Street Cat

[Omaha Steve]

http://www.care2.com/causes/boys-secret-rendezvous-saved-starving-street-cat.html




Editor’s note: This post is a Care2 favorite. It was originally published on March 15, 2012. Enjoy!

Written by Dawnrose D’Aloia of New Jersey

It was one of those hot, summer days when my son, Mark, burst into the apartment stating he needed “a bottle of water and a dish of cat food right away.” Since we already had two rescues, I had a feeling I knew where this was going. I asked him what he was feeding and he assured me I did not need to know. Three days this went on, and finally I demanded, “Show me what you’re feeding.”

He took me around to the end of the complex, bent down by a dirty bowl that once held food, and called “ChaCha! ChaCha!” This poor, pathetic little kitten walked up to him, looking like she had just been beaten up. Her ears were chewed to shreds, and she was clearly undernourished and weak. She nuzzled up to him, lovingly, as though he were her best friend. Need I describe how this tugged at my heart?

So I called my boyfriend, whom I thought would be the voice of reason, and asked, “Should I take her in?” Thinking he would say, ‘What are you, crazy? Three cats? No!’ Instead, he said, “Sure as long as Marky agrees to help with the care.” Sigh. “You are no help!” I told him and hung up. I looked down at my son, with this sweet little critter lying in his lap, and said, “Bring her.” He was overjoyed, telling ChaCha how she now has a home!

Her Ears Were So Painful

I gave her a flea bath, as I do to all my new additions, and while cleaning her ears, she shrieked in pain and shook her head violently. I thought it was hurt from a fight, but when I cleaned it out with a cotton ball, cotton swabs and a tissue, found the culprit – ear mites. I ran to the store and picked up some ear mite treatment, and after a couple weeks of “challenging” treatment, she was free of this problem.

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[mnhtnbb]

1. Awww...

[silverweb]

2. Love Care2 for so many reasons.

[font color="navy" face="Verdana"]It's one of my favorite sites.

[rhett o rick]

3. k&r. Thanks for posting. nm

[Stargazer09]

4. Love rescue stories

Thank you for sharing it!

[shenmue]

5. Ceiling Cat bless them!

[stupidicus]

6. a few years back

I stepped out my back door, and say my husky staring down at a little black and white that couldn't been over 5-6 weeks old, and in similar shape minus the chewed up ears.

My better half and I nursed it and found a lucky parent for Tiny Tom about a month and a half later.

Thank dog he's had many cat roommates, because otherwise I suspect little Tommy would have wound up like so many filed mice, squirrels, rabbits, and posssums -- a lifeless...

[1monster]

7. Been there and done that. Over the last 20 plus years, I've had 13 kitty family members

plus a semi-feral cat that I feed and two other kittens that I fostered until they were adopted. I've also had four dogs.

We were down to five cats ranging in age from 16 to 6 and one dog aged 7.

In the last year, I've lost three cats. Two siblings to sudden kidney failure which apparently had a genetic factor. And one that just disappeared between evening and night That was hard.

I decided that these were the last furry family members I was taking in. I'm feeling worn out with all the care taking (which falls mostly on me), being the one who has to administer medications that the furry faced ones DON'T want to take, and being the one that holds them when that rainbow bridge has to be crossed.

I firmly told my family that after these were gone, I was done with permanent furry family members. I'd be willing to foster kitties while they were awaiting forever homes, but that was it.

Then last week while walking the dog, I noticed a blue-eyed white kitten, about four months old, sitting on the side of the road half a block from my house. She looked like she wanted attention, but wasn't having any of the dog. She took off.

I finished walking the dog, took him in the house, and went back calling the kitten... She vocalized and came running. So, of course, I took her in. I posted her particulars on the lost pets page for our area and asked neighbors if they were missing a kitten. So far there have been no bites, and to be honest, I don't expect any. I think the kitten was dumped. Sigh.

My husband and son want to keep her, despite knowing how I feel about taking on any more cats. She's really sweet they tell me (yeah, she is). My son's cat is 16 years old and has been showing signs of age and approaching infirmity and the little white cat will crawl up on his lap and purr. (It's a conspiracy!)

I've resited naming her, even though that is usually on of the first things I do because I wasn't going to keep her. But it looks like we are adding another furry family member.

[roguevalley]

8. your good heart and energy draws the destitute. you are a good person, honey. I salute you.