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5lbs of Kitty-Cat, a Tonne of Love

10/9/2012

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Dear Kitty, Sweetie, Cleo, Stella,

You've gone through many names since I found you on Thursday afternoon at the lake. I was simply hiking out to get some space from the city, from people and myself. I sat cross legged on my blanket on the rocks when I heard your meow. You were in front of me asking me for help and I could see it right away. You weren't shy about your intentions. You wanted me to see you. You wanted me to fall in love with you and care for you. Luckily you asked. And luckily I did.

I wanted to take you home and keep you in the bathroom and feed you until the animal shelters would open the next day. I bought you food and litter, and set up a bed for you, but I couldn't stay away from you for long. I allowed you in my room and even let you sleep on my bed. You were so loving, warm and gentle. And oh so thankful. 

The next day after scanning you for a microchip, calling every shelter, foster owners, reporting you to the city, sharing your photo on Twitter and Facebook, browsing kijiji and posting an ad, I had not a single hint at whose cat you were or where you belonged. I also didn't know what do you with you and I couldn't keep you.

Enter Vet: Your verdict wasn't good. You were 5lbs, had a tick and fleas, you were senior, some of your teeth were rotten, and worst of all you were coming close to kidney failure with enlarged kidneys and severe dehydration.  In dollars that's well over $1000 plus ongoing care. The other option was $100 for euthanasia- what the shelters would likely have automatically done. I choked up as I agreed to an appointment for the following day, on the 3rd day of having you, when you, by law, would become my responsibility.

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I wasn't feeling good about my decision so I let the people following your story know what was going to happen. Many people supported my choice which I appreciated. There were also a couple people who vocally rejected it. I am grateful for both views. You were a lovely being who asked for my help. And life inside you was still shining. You purred and meowed to greet me. You followed me around and jumped up on my bed to cuddle. You were alive. And I hadn't worked hard enough to save you yet. 

I cancelled your appointment for death and you lived another day. You came out for Thanksgiving at my parents' house with me and got some R&R, sleeping in the basement away from the dogs, kids and commotion. You purred and cuddled but were still sick and low in energy. I still didn't know what I would do with you. You needed the perfect home- an adult to nurture and care for you as you become sicker and older. Someone who can shelter you and keep you safe as you live out your days. Someone to give you hospice care like you deserved. 

I mulled your situation over many times through my days with you but there were no options that felt right. I waited for the answer. I knew it would come but I had no idea how. I had done everything possible that I could do, and I could only step back and let time reveal the best answer.

And it came. It came in the form of a neighbour's son's girlfriend visiting their home on Thanksgiving weekend. The compassionate woman/once vet-tech/lover and helper of older cats was a few doors down from my house- someone I had never met or knew anything about. When my mom shared with me the girlfriend's interest in cats we arranged that she should come over to giver her professional opinion about you. She came, we chatted, you let us poke and prod you once again, and she fell in love with your nature and your vulnerability. She wanted to take you home.

Her experience with senior cats means she knows to feed you high calorie food, with wet meals multiple times a day for hydration. She knows and is ready to administer IV fluids if you have an attack, and she knows how to assess your progress and will know when your kidneys have shut down. She'll let you sleep on her bed and she'll cuddle with you as you sleep. You'll be warm, and you'll be loved by a compassionate adult who has your best interest at heart.

I thank you kitty- Sweetie, Cleo, and now Stella. I thank you for showing me what it feels like to help a life along its journey. Thank you for choosing me and showing me trust, love and openness. Thank you for being strong and forthcoming about your needs. Thank you for reminding me of my inherent compassion, and allowing me the opportunity to hear my inner voice.

I hope you live a warm and comfortable life and continue on your path the way it was meant to be. 

Love,
Me
8 Comments
barb
10/9/2012 11:19:46 am

You put yourself out there for Kitty, putting your heart into her with all you did for her, and she showed you that what you did helped you too, and the ones who knew what you were doing were so touched by it.

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Aime
10/9/2012 02:00:25 pm

What a touching story of compassion and kindness. You took the extra step to help her and added that extra bit of love and healing to the whole universe... we need more people like you! xo

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Karin
10/10/2012 10:00:55 am

I had a hard time reading your post through my tears, Drea. You did a good thing, Stella knew what she was doing when she found you at the lake.

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Cecilia link
10/10/2012 01:34:57 pm

This is beautiful Drea... Crying... Kitty, Sweetie, Cleo, Stella knew what she was doing when she came to find you.

ox
Cecilia

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Jennifer link
10/10/2012 01:49:21 pm

Beautiful story. Thank you for sharing...angels come in different forms...for you it was feline...for Stella it was a beautiful woman. xo

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Eleanor
10/10/2012 08:33:48 pm

What an angel of mercy you are Drea. Such a touching & beautifully written story.Isn't it wonderful how the unlimited resources of the universe manifest in most unexpected ways when we put out for what we need?

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carole a. ouimet link
1/2/2013 03:26:38 am

Oh Drea...such a touching story...we all are given these opportunities to show compassion and love...not all of us take this opportunity to demonstrate selflessness help or care and this is our purpose as humans on this earth. With tears spilling over I am so thankful for you too...and our sweet kitty will have experienced true love before she dies. Thank you to both of you...

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barb
1/2/2013 09:17:00 pm

Now when I hear about Stella from my neighbour, the mother of Stella's owners' partner, I keep hearing that Stella is a bully to the other cats, feisty. I love hearing that. She was so weak and lethargic here. She just needed fluids to keep her going. She's lived into another year! Drea, you did "some good" there.

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