Re: PLEASE Pray for my Charity....
I'm so sorry to hear Charity isn't well. I hope she pulls through. Can you call a taxi? I've resorted to it in the past when I was carless and had a veterinary emergency. Phaewryn http://ucat.us/domesticcatlinks.html Special Needs Cat Resources http://www.iGive.com/html/refer.cfm?causeid=21303 Sign up for iGive and a percentage of your purchases helps save animals!
Re: PLEASE Pray for my Charity....
At 05:45 AM 6/9/2007, you wrote: I wish I were there to take you,,,My heart is breaking with you, I anyone able to come for you Even a vet tech a I assume they all know you. Kelly As most of you remember, Charity ["feral" mom dumped w/ babies] & I have a long & controversial history.. [She got out of taped-up box, so I had Timmy & Thomas as bottle babies. ] I was able to trap her, but she "escaped" while I was cleaning her crate [post spaying thank heavens]. I decided not to re-trap her since I had a special area for ALL the strays/ferals here. And, also, she had me in ER so many times... Clearly, she disliked humans, and after being tossed out like trash I couldn't blame her. I believed she had been somebody's cat once upon a time & when she had babies, well, they DUMPED them (Education IS the key. Spay/Neuter all your babies) So, I believed as long as she always had food & shelter [here], it would be less stressful than trying to re-trap her. And, she had her constant companion, Black Bart However, life can change so fast... I had my MVA, my room mate was NOT tending my stray/feral area & when I finally got home from hosp., o my way to Dr. I saw Charity running across the very heavily traveled, busy road I live on So, despite all my "handicaps" I made a promise right then that I would tend to my stray/feral area... Even opened up the barn so they could get indoors when weather turned bad.. So, I was very concerned about the cats I'd been tending to, but, I managed to "hobble" out to barn area to feed & water, put "fresh" bedding out, etc. (And barn is W-A-Y back in yard, never a problem before MVA, but after, well, it's very difficult for me to get there) But, da_n it, I made a promise to these "lost souls".. I was thrilled when I saw Charity & Bart back in the area.. Made me even more determined to get out there so they wouldn't wander & get killed on the road.. Which I did. But, the snow and ice this winter really made it even more difficult.. But, despite my problems, I kept barn open, re-insulated spots, etc. NOT EASY, but I somehow managed to get it done. After all, I made a promise So, one snowy night early Feb.. while I was out walking my Rottie, [Lady]Bug, who's bigger than me no less, lo & behold, guess who stalks me out? Miss Charity Now mind you, Bug is deaf, I'm almost blind [great combination, huh?]... I heard this pitiful plea, couldn't see "who" it was, but Bug, who lives & loves all my furbabies, saw her {Charity}, went totally ballistic - strange cat in her territory... When I finally realized it was Charity, I was mortified to say the leastJust imagine the thoughts running thru my head - me falling, Bug getting off leash & Charity's demise...ABSOLUTELY HORRIFIC, & that's putting it mildly.. Somehow I managed to get Bug back into house. But sweet Charity was on a mission... She NEVER gave up, and actually came & "waited" for me on back porch - something she never did! So, when I went back out, w/ a carrier no less, I decided the time was right.. But, not having any strength on my right arm, it was a disaster, to say the least.Neither of us would give up..And, she "insisted" I hobble on the snow/ice out to barn! She was patient w/ me, but a tad irritated.. She knew what she had to do So, we finally get out to barn, where I thanked the lord I had my recliner [Boy, did I ever need that!!!] Lo & behold My Bart was there! And obviously in VERY poor shape! And, this mean 'ole intact feral came right up to me, rubbing my legs! I was shocked! He had never approached me prior, always "ran off" when he caught a mere glance, and now he was almost a love muffin. Something was off. Big time He looked very ill - skinny, bloated in abdomen, you name it, Iactually though e was another stray/feral - until I saw his " shrunken"equipment...Then I just knew it was our Bart. So, I set him up, made an emergency appt. & deep down inside, my heart was broken.. While waiting the 2 days for appt., , he ate very well, turned into a love-muffin, I kind of got my hopes up...BIG MISTAKE!! At my vet, Dr. V. started to drain fluid, I finally asked him to stop. Also, Bart was pale white, all over almost NOT a good sign. He was also "mostly" blind.. Among numerous "other" things NO WAY TO "EXIST". So, I made the dreaded decision.Very, very hard. but thought Bart would NOT have the [or any] quality of life. [And, he was an "old" man.] Ok, now to Charity.We DID have a vet. appt.soon after, but I had to cancel because three was NO way to get her in carrierWane a compete exam, including BW, but never got there. And, she was doing so well. My primary concern was Puma, I must admit... Now
Re: PLEASE Pray for my Charity....
I don't know where you live, but could you get a cab? Maybe make a 'trade off' of some sort with your roommate? I'm sorry you're in this position, and I hope Charity gets better. tonya [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: As most of you remember, Charity ["feral" mom dumped w/ babies] & I have a long & controversial history.. [She got out of taped-up box, so I had Timmy & Thomas as bottle babies. ] I was able to trap her, but she "escaped" while I was cleaning her crate [post spaying thank heavens]. I decided not to re-trap her since I had a special area for ALL the strays/ferals here. And, also, she had me in ER so many times... Clearly, she disliked humans, and after being tossed out like trash I couldn't blame her. I believed she had been somebody's cat once upon a time & when she had babies, well, they DUMPED them (Education IS the key. Spay/Neuter all your babies) So, I believed as long as she always had food & shelter [here], it would be less stressful than trying to re-trap her. And, she had her constant companion, Black Bart However, life can change so fast... I had my MVA, my room mate was NOT tending my stray/feral area & when I finally got home from hosp., o my way to Dr. I saw Charity running across the very heavily traveled, busy road I live on So, despite all my "handicaps" I made a promise right then that I would tend to my stray/feral area... Even opened up the barn so they could get indoors when weather turned bad.. So, I was very concerned about the cats I'd been tending to, but, I managed to "hobble" out to barn area to feed & water, put "fresh" bedding out, etc. (And barn is W-A-Y back in yard, never a problem before MVA, but after, well, it's very difficult for me to get there) But, da_n it, I made a promise to these "lost souls".. I was thrilled when I saw Charity & Bart back in the area.. Made me even more determined to get out there so they wouldn't wander & get killed on the road.. Which I did. But, the snow and ice this winter really made it even more difficult.. But, despite my problems, I kept barn open, re-insulated spots, etc. NOT EASY, but I somehow managed to get it done. After all, I made a promise So, one snowy night early Feb.. while I was out walking my Rottie, [Lady]Bug, who's bigger than me no less, lo & behold, guess who stalks me out? Miss Charity Now mind you, Bug is deaf, I'm almost blind [great combination, huh?]... I heard this pitiful plea, couldn't see "who" it was, but Bug, who lives & loves all my furbabies, saw her {Charity}, went totally ballistic - strange cat in her territory... When I finally realized it was Charity, I was mortified to say the leastJust imagine the thoughts running thru my head - me falling, Bug getting off leash & Charity's demise...ABSOLUTELY HORRIFIC, & that's putting it mildly.. Somehow I managed to get Bug back into house. But sweet Charity was on a mission... She NEVER gave up, and actually came & "waited" for me on back porch - something she never did! So, when I went back out, w/ a carrier no less, I decided the time was right.. But, not having any strength on my right arm, it was a disaster, to say the least.Neither of us would give up..And, she "insisted" I hobble on the snow/ice out to barn! She was patient w/ me, but a tad irritated.. She knew what she had to do So, we finally get out to barn, where I thanked the lord I had my recliner [Boy, did I ever need that!!!] Lo & behold My Bart was there! And obviously in VERY poor shape! And, this mean 'ole intact feral came right up to me, rubbing my legs! I was shocked! He had never approached me prior, always "ran off" when he caught a mere glance, and now he was almost a love muffin. Something was off. Big time He looked very ill - skinny, bloated in abdomen, you name it, I actually though e was another stray/feral - until I saw his " shrunken" equipment...Then I just knew it was our Bart. So, I set him up, made an emergency appt. & deep down inside, my heart was broken.. While waiting the 2 days for appt., , he ate very well, turned into a love-muffin, I kind of got my hopes up...BIG MISTAKE!! At my vet, Dr. V. started to drain fluid, I finally asked him to stop. Also, Bart was pale white, all over almost NOT a good sign. He was also "mostly" blind.. Among numerous "other" things NO WAY TO "EXIST". So, I made the dreaded decision.Very, very hard. but thought Bart would NOT have the [or any] quality of life. [And, he was an "old" man.] Ok, now to Charity.We DID have a vet. appt.soon after, but I had to cancel because three was NO way to get her in carrierWane a compete exam, including BW, but never got there. And, she wa
Re: PLEASE Pray for my Charity....
Oh Patti I wish I was there to help you and sweet Charity.I hope she starts to feel better soon,and you can get her to the Dr. Sherry [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: As most of you remember, Charity ["feral" mom dumped w/ babies] & I have a long & controversial history.. [She got out of taped-up box, so I had Timmy & Thomas as bottle babies. ] I was able to trap her, but she "escaped" while I was cleaning her crate [post spaying thank heavens]. I decided not to re-trap her since I had a special area for ALL the strays/ferals here. And, also, she had me in ER so many times... Clearly, she disliked humans, and after being tossed out like trash I couldn't blame her. I believed she had been somebody's cat once upon a time & when she had babies, well, they DUMPED them (Education IS the key. Spay/Neuter all your babies) So, I believed as long as she always had food & shelter [here], it would be less stressful than trying to re-trap her. And, she had her constant companion, Black Bart However, life can change so fast... I had my MVA, my room mate was NOT tending my stray/feral area & when I finally got home from hosp., o my way to Dr. I saw Charity running across the very heavily traveled, busy road I live on So, despite all my "handicaps" I made a promise right then that I would tend to my stray/feral area... Even opened up the barn so they could get indoors when weather turned bad.. So, I was very concerned about the cats I'd been tending to, but, I managed to "hobble" out to barn area to feed & water, put "fresh" bedding out, etc. (And barn is W-A-Y back in yard, never a problem before MVA, but after, well, it's very difficult for me to get there) But, da_n it, I made a promise to these "lost souls".. I was thrilled when I saw Charity & Bart back in the area.. Made me even more determined to get out there so they wouldn't wander & get killed on the road.. Which I did. But, the snow and ice this winter really made it even more difficult.. But, despite my problems, I kept barn open, re-insulated spots, etc. NOT EASY, but I somehow managed to get it done. After all, I made a promise So, one snowy night early Feb.. while I was out walking my Rottie, [Lady]Bug, who's bigger than me no less, lo & behold, guess who stalks me out? Miss Charity Now mind you, Bug is deaf, I'm almost blind [great combination, huh?]... I heard this pitiful plea, couldn't see "who" it was, but Bug, who lives & loves all my furbabies, saw her {Charity}, went totally ballistic - strange cat in her territory... When I finally realized it was Charity, I was mortified to say the leastJust imagine the thoughts running thru my head - me falling, Bug getting off leash & Charity's demise...ABSOLUTELY HORRIFIC, & that's putting it mildly.. Somehow I managed to get Bug back into house. But sweet Charity was on a mission... She NEVER gave up, and actually came & "waited" for me on back porch - something she never did! So, when I went back out, w/ a carrier no less, I decided the time was right.. But, not having any strength on my right arm, it was a disaster, to say the least.Neither of us would give up..And, she "insisted" I hobble on the snow/ice out to barn! She was patient w/ me, but a tad irritated.. She knew what she had to do So, we finally get out to barn, where I thanked the lord I had my recliner [Boy, did I ever need that!!!] Lo & behold My Bart was there! And obviously in VERY poor shape! And, this mean 'ole intact feral came right up to me, rubbing my legs! I was shocked! He had never approached me prior, always "ran off" when he caught a mere glance, and now he was almost a love muffin. Something was off. Big time He looked very ill - skinny, bloated in abdomen, you name it, I actually though e was another stray/feral - until I saw his " shrunken" equipment...Then I just knew it was our Bart. So, I set him up, made an emergency appt. & deep down inside, my heart was broken.. While waiting the 2 days for appt., , he ate very well, turned into a love-muffin, I kind of got my hopes up...BIG MISTAKE!! At my vet, Dr. V. started to drain fluid, I finally asked him to stop. Also, Bart was pale white, all over almost NOT a good sign. He was also "mostly" blind.. Among numerous "other" things NO WAY TO "EXIST". So, I made the dreaded decision.Very, very hard. but thought Bart would NOT have the [or any] quality of life. [And, he was an "old" man.] Ok, now to Charity.We DID have a vet. appt.soon after, but I had to cancel because three was NO way to get her in carrierWane a compete exam, including BW, but never got there. And, she was doing so well. My primary concern was Puma, I must
Re: PLEASE Pray for my Charity....
If you have a long standing relationship with the vet he may come to the house or you may have vets in the area that do housecalls. There might be a vet tech who is willing to come to your home and drive you to the vet's with Charity. This is awful. My prayers for you and your little friends. This is distressing all of them. If you have men who will exclude any of God's creatures from the shelter of compassion and pity, you will have men who will deal likewise with their fellow man. St. Francis - Original Message - From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] To: felvtalk@felineleukemia.org Sent: Saturday, June 09, 2007 7:45 AM Subject: PLEASE Pray for my Charity As most of you remember, Charity ["feral" mom dumped w/ babies] & I have a long & controversial history.. [She got out of taped-up box, so I had Timmy & Thomas as bottle babies. ] I was able to trap her, but she "escaped" while I was cleaning her crate [post spaying thank heavens]. I decided not to re-trap her since I had a special area for ALL the strays/ferals here. And, also, she had me in ER so many times... Clearly, she disliked humans, and after being tossed out like trash I couldn't blame her. I believed she had been somebody's cat once upon a time & when she had babies, well, they DUMPED them (Education IS the key. Spay/Neuter all your babies) So, I believed as long as she always had food & shelter [here], it would be less stressful than trying to re-trap her. And, she had her constant companion, Black Bart However, life can change so fast... I had my MVA, my room mate was NOT tending my stray/feral area & when I finally got home from hosp., o my way to Dr. I saw Charity running across the very heavily traveled, busy road I live on So, despite all my "handicaps" I made a promise right then that I would tend to my stray/feral area... Even opened up the barn so they could get indoors when weather turned bad.. So, I was very concerned about the cats I'd been tending to, but, I managed to "hobble" out to barn area to feed & water, put "fresh" bedding out, etc. (And barn is W-A-Y back in yard, never a problem before MVA, but after, well, it's very difficult for me to get there) But, da_n it, I made a promise to these "lost souls".. I was thrilled when I saw Charity & Bart back in the area.. Made me even more determined to get out there so they wouldn't wander & get killed on the road.. Which I did. But, the snow and ice this winter really made it even more difficult.. But, despite my problems, I kept barn open, re-insulated spots, etc. NOT EASY, but I somehow managed to get it done. After all, I made a promise So, one snowy night early Feb.. while I was out walking my Rottie, [Lady]Bug, who's bigger than me no less, lo & behold, guess who stalks me out? Miss Charity Now mind you, Bug is deaf, I'm almost blind [great combination, huh?]... I heard this pitiful plea, couldn't see "who" it was, but Bug, who lives & loves all my furbabies, saw her {Charity}, went totally ballistic - strange cat in her territory... When I finally realized it was Charity, I was mortified to say the leastJust imagine the thoughts running thru my head - me falling, Bug getting off leash & Charity's demise...ABSOLUTELY HORRIFIC, & that's putting it mildly.. Somehow I managed to get Bug back into house. But sweet Charity was on a mission... She NEVER gave up, and actually came & "waited" for me on back porch - something she never did! So, when I went back out, w/ a carrier no less, I decided the time was right.. But, not having any strength on my right arm, it was a disaster, to say the least.Neither of us would give up..And, she "insisted" I hobble on the snow/ice out to barn! She was patient w/ me, but a tad irritated.. She knew what she had to do So, we finally get out to barn, where I thanked the lord I had my recliner [Boy, did I ever need that!!!] Lo & behold My Bart was there! And obviously in VERY poor shape! And, this mean 'ole intact feral came right up to me, rubbing my legs! I was shocked! He had never approached me prior, always "ran off" when he caught a mere glance, and now he was almost a love muffin. Something was off. Big time He looked very ill - skinny, bloated in abdomen, you name it, I actually though e was another stray/feral
PLEASE Pray for my Charity....
As most of you remember, Charity ["feral" mom dumped w/ babies] & I have a long & controversial history.. [She got out of taped-up box, so I had Timmy & Thomas as bottle babies. ] I was able to trap her, but she "escaped" while I was cleaning her crate [post spaying thank heavens]. I decided not to re-trap her since I had a special area for ALL the strays/ferals here. And, also, she had me in ER so many times... Clearly, she disliked humans, and after being tossed out like trash I couldn't blame her. I believed she had been somebody's cat once upon a time & when she had babies, well, they DUMPED them (Education IS the key. Spay/Neuter all your babies) So, I believed as long as she always had food & shelter [here], it would be less stressful than trying to re-trap her. And, she had her constant companion, Black Bart However, life can change so fast... I had my MVA, my room mate was NOT tending my stray/feral area & when I finally got home from hosp., o my way to Dr. I saw Charity running across the very heavily traveled, busy road I live on So, despite all my "handicaps" I made a promise right then that I would tend to my stray/feral area... Even opened up the barn so they could get indoors when weather turned bad.. So, I was very concerned about the cats I'd been tending to, but, I managed to "hobble" out to barn area to feed & water, put "fresh" bedding out, etc. (And barn is W-A-Y back in yard, never a problem before MVA, but after, well, it's very difficult for me to get there) But, da_n it, I made a promise to these "lost souls".. I was thrilled when I saw Charity & Bart back in the area.. Made me even more determined to get out there so they wouldn't wander & get killed on the road.. Which I did. But, the snow and ice this winter really made it even more difficult.. But, despite my problems, I kept barn open, re-insulated spots, etc. NOT EASY, but I somehow managed to get it done. After all, I made a promise So, one snowy night early Feb.. while I was out walking my Rottie, [Lady]Bug, who's bigger than me no less, lo & behold, guess who stalks me out? Miss Charity Now mind you, Bug is deaf, I'm almost blind [great combination, huh?]... I heard this pitiful plea, couldn't see "who" it was, but Bug, who lives & loves all my furbabies, saw her {Charity}, went totally ballistic - strange cat in her territory... When I finally realized it was Charity, I was mortified to say the leastJust imagine the thoughts running thru my head - me falling, Bug getting off leash & Charity's demise...ABSOLUTELY HORRIFIC, & that's putting it mildly.. Somehow I managed to get Bug back into house. But sweet Charity was on a mission... She NEVER gave up, and actually came & "waited" for me on back porch - something she never did! So, when I went back out, w/ a carrier no less, I decided the time was right.. But, not having any strength on my right arm, it was a disaster, to say the least.Neither of us would give up..And, she "insisted" I hobble on the snow/ice out to barn! She was patient w/ me, but a tad irritated.. She knew what she had to do So, we finally get out to barn, where I thanked the lord I had my recliner [Boy, did I ever need that!!!] Lo & behold My Bart was there! And obviously in VERY poor shape! And, this mean 'ole intact feral came right up to me, rubbing my legs! I was shocked! He had never approached me prior, always "ran off" when he caught a mere glance, and now he was almost a love muffin. Something was off. Big time He looked very ill - skinny, bloated in abdomen, you name it, I actually though e was another stray/feral - until I saw his " shrunken" equipment...Then I just knew it was our Bart. So, I set him up, made an emergency appt. & deep down inside, my heart was broken.. While waiting the 2 days for appt., , he ate very well, turned into a love-muffin, I kind of got my hopes up...BIG MISTAKE!! At my vet, Dr. V. started to drain fluid, I finally asked him to stop. Also, Bart was pale white, all over almost NOT a good sign. He was also "mostly" blind.. Among numerous "other" things NO WAY TO "EXIST". So, I made the dreaded decision.Very, very hard. but thought Bart would NOT have the [or any] quality of life. [And, he was an "old" man.] Ok, now to Charity.We DID have a vet. appt.soon after, but I had to cancel because three was NO way to get her in carrierWane a compete exam, including BW, but never got there. And, she was doing so well. My primary concern was Puma, I must admit... Now get this. Thurs. PM she wouldn't [hardly] touch her wet food... So I pulled a "Puma, Fancy Feast Elegant Medleys - NO GO.!!!