Like any self-respecting romance writer, I have a small collection of furry friends. Mine are all of the feline variety. Want to meet them?
But kittens really should come in twos. We couldn't leave our new little darling home alone all day, could we? She'd be lonely.
So, we weren't looking for another. Then Misha showed up at our door.
We still had no intention of keeping him. Our girls had made it clear that they did not approve of the stranger in the bathroom. But he was a mess: fleas, missing fur, bite marks. We knew he needed to get cleaned up in order to find a good home. So the vet ran the scary tests. She was worried that all those bite marks might mean he had FHIV or Feline Lukemia. But he was good. Except, of course, for the fleas and the possible ringworm. Yuck.
Missing fur can mean ringworm, a fungal infection that is crazy contagious. Most shelters won't even try to save kitties with ringworm, so it was us or...yeah, we had to help.
Ringworm treatment? Ah yes, that's a Sulfer-lime bath every few days for weeks. It reeks. It also involves holding a cat under water. Misha was a trooper.
It was miserable for all of us, but he continued to be the sweetest cat I've ever seen.
So he finally got a clean bill of health from the vet and we decided to try introducing him to the girls. By this time, I had an offer from my hubby's Dad and Stepmom; they would take him if we couldn't keep him. Of course we wanted to keep him, but knowing he had home if we couldn't was wonderful.:)
I won't sugar coat it. It's been iffy. There were days our house felt like a war zone. Bonita is still clearly plotting his death. He has no more love for her. But at about eight months out, we're dealing. And, every once in a while, we see something truly wonderful.
That's Bella and Misha snuggling in a kitty bed. :) Victory!
Has anyone else tried to introduce an adult can into their home? For us it was crazy, but worth it.
I have a very similar story with a stray that got injured, and is now a "tripod" living with our other cats. It's always touch and go. They are SO precious;)ReplyDelete
I'm so glad I'm not the only one who can't turn away an animal that needs help.ReplyDelete
We're a canine family. :) Both of our dogs were mutts in need of a good home. Jake (may he rest in peace) was a happy-go-lucky border collie, and he gave us so much love! Roo is a wild one, an Australian cattle dog mix, and she makes us laugh every single day.ReplyDelete
That is quite the look, between the collar and the color he was some styling cat. Glad to hear that it all worked out for the poor little guy.ReplyDelete