I was about to leave, to deliver traps somewhere, and I go out my back door. There hunkered down, skinny and starved and cold and tired, is a brown tabby female. I give her a plate of food, not sure if she is tame or isn't tame.
I could not believe it. I went back in to get a trap, but by that time, she was over between my place and my neighbors' hunkered freezing under my dryer vent.
I picked her up and brought her into my bathroom. I gave her warm sub cu fluids, warm wet food and stuck a heating pad in a carrier under a nice fuzzy blanket. She is relieved to be safe.
I've never seen this cat before. She is spayed. I can feel her spay scar.
However, sure looks like my neighbors cat, one she took to Heartland last weekend to be euthanized, due to chronic iritible bowel. It can't be, I'm sure. That would be one long hike for a cat.
But where'd this one come from? She is in sorry shape.
It was a miracle she found me. It's now pouring down rain.
She had no strength and could barely move. She'd be out there, dying in the rain. Instead she is on a heating pad, getting held and petted when she wants it, warm fluids, food.
If she dies, she'll die in the arms of love. Not out under a bush alone in the dark and freezing rain.
I think she's in kidney failure.
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I sure wouldn't trust myself to know one tabby from another unless I was well-acquainted, but then you no doubt have an infinitely more practiced eye.
How "well-acquainted" would you need to be, Snow?
I have always believed that there is a sign on our property saying Sucker for Cats lives here. Your sign is bigger. That said, she is one lucky cat whether she is living or dying.
Where is that darn sign anyhow? I am going to modify it. But I can't find it. Have you found yours?
Thank you for taking care of this poor cat.
Thank you, Faith J. I don't know whats wrong with her. Maybe the neighbor is right, that she has just roamed looking for food too long. She is eating and drinking on her own, something you would not see in an end stage renal failure cat. Maybe she has dry FIP or cancer. Right now, she's just happy, eats and drinks some, then sleeps. She had nice healthy poop, in the litter box no less. Her body temp is back up to normal. When I first found her, it was way way low. I've given her fluids twice. She pees them out in her sleep afterwards. She's so skinny, every bone protrudes.
She eats dry food, plus she loves the baby food I have that some very kind soul sends me. That's probably good for her, easy to digest.
It's very tough on cats out on their own, particularly to find enough water. They can get behind quickly, then go downhill fast, without enough water. There are people who feed cats outside, even their own, who don't think to put out water for the cat. It's common around here to have to remind people to put out water, too. I don't know why that isn't just a common sense thing, but it isn't, not around here anyhow.
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