05-17-2010 05:17 PM
I have always been a "dog person." About 9 months ago, we took in the neighborhood cat whom we had been "stalking" for four years. He was always outside--sleeping between two pine trees, walking up and down the streets, or resting on various porch chairs. He was well-fed, and we typically saw him at the same three houses.
One day, I was sitting on my porch, and he walked right up to me! He purred, and was friendly--definitely not what I expected a cat to be. Like others, cats were too independent for me. I always thought how could I ever love a cat? Well, this cat changed my stereotypes and allowed me to love a cat!
We eventually started letting him inside the house. He was flea-ridden, filthy, and the inside of his ears and mouth were horrible. My heart ached for him; if he did belong to one of the three houses that he frequented, how could "they" allow him to live in this condition? After a few more visits from him over a span of a couple of months, Mike and I decided we would take him in.
I bathed him with flea shampoo for days on end, played with him, and just enjoyed his company. He did not stop purring for days! Next step: vet visit! When Dr. Kathlyn walked into the room, the first thing I said, "Please tell me he is a boy because we named him four years ago, and he wasn't even our cat." She confirmed he was a boy! He was also neutered--so he belonged to someone at some point. Ah, thank goodness! His name could stay--Oscar.
After getting millions of shots and tests, receiving antibiotics for his ear infection, and an order of Revolution to treat fleas and other pesky pests, Oscar is all ours! He is seven years old, (approximation given by doctor) and is now an inside cat with owners who love him to death.
He is heartworm positive, and on his semi-annual check-up last week a mass was found on his belly. Oscar will be going in to have the mass removed, and his teeth will be cleaned while under anesthesia. I am worried about the mass as we do not know exactly what it is. It could be a hernia or a tumor. So, this week I'm enjoying his company, and hoping for the best!
I guess I'm now a "cat-person." And, I'm loving it!
Thanks for allowing me to share,
05-17-2010 06:37 PM
Aww, what a story! I have a cat story to share. It's not my own; it's my sister's.
When she and her husband bought their first house 10 years ago, they were told the cat came with the house! The owners said that the cat was a barn cat, and they did not know where "it" had come from. They said they set food or milk out for the cat occasionally, but it never came in the house. My sister and her husband bought the house/farm and agreed to keep the cat. Eventually, the cat was invited in the house, taken to the vet, and then to their current home back in West Michigan! :-) Their cat was a boy too. Sadly, they lost him about a year ago.