The Rest of the Story (on the four cats)

Nothing ever just ends especially not a story about four cats taken to be fixed today.  What happened to them in surgery and after?

I'll tell the sad story of the buff and white male, who roamed unfixed and injured into the 34 cat fixed colony the kind older couple feed in Lebanon.  That poor boy never had any good go on for him, one could see, just by looking at his thin and scarred body.  He is gone now, at rest,  no longer suffering in this often cruel world.  An unfixed male has no friends.  He is unwelcome everywhere and must fight everywhere he goes.  His smell is obnoxious so people run an unfixed male off, sometimes brutally.

He was not one of the chosen.  Nobody got him fixed, or loved him long and he's roamed awhile.   He picked up FIV in some fight with some bigger male who had gotten it from some other male before that, in a fight.  He also had another auto immune disease nicknamed Pillow Paws, where his body attacks his paw pads.  They were swollen and cracked and had to be painful to walk on.  He had broken teeth and not just the horrific neck wound that was old and had torn off his skin, but many others, too.

The suffering he went through would not have happened had he been neutered early on.  If only someone had done that for him and like magic, rewound his life from the point today where the vet shook her head in disbelief at the horrors he's been through and the needle ended all that for him.  All it would have taken to change everything for him would have been a neuter job years ago.

Fix your boys!

This poor boy is now at rest.  No worries or pain for him anymore.

The Lynx Point, Stripes, neutered today from the other colony has a shot.  He's young still, and has not fought much, if yet at all.  Now he's fixed and vaccinated and that will mean a world of difference for him, compared to the buff and white above.

The two girls were different as their colors.  Elizabeth is black and tiny and recovered quickly from her spay although she was lactating.  She had to be taken back and let loose for the sake of her kittens.  She was trapped at midnight last night, so she was not away from them long.  She won't have more.

Elizabeth, heading off to her kittens

Sky is very very thin  and needs off the streets for good.

She made a beeline for a vacant house and went into a tiny hole into the foundation.  Gosh darn it, there's no way in there to get at kittens.

Sky, on the other hand, was barely lactating, but still was, so back she went too, although she was not ear tipped and was microchipped and she'll be let out later tonight, because she did not quickly recover from spay.  Seems her tissue was quite friable, possibly she was back in heat, and she had very little milk formed even as I left her, at the colony caretakers house, about 20 hours after first trapping her.  There should have been a lot more milk by this time.   So who knows.  She was still wobbly when I left and set up in a cozy bedroom inside.   She's skinny and not in good shape and its a good thing she's now spayed because she could not handle another litter.  Her kittens are possibly the older ones seen playing around a different vacant house, although only one has been seen recently, a black and white kitten.

So one mother is back with hers, but spayed, and another mother may have no kittens by now anyway, due to her own physical condition, but she and they, if they be, will get a chance.

So that's the rest of the story, but just part of it.  Who knows where each story goes now.  I don't and I am happy about that because the sadness sometimes overwhelms me until I have to cry for a couple of days and hide.

Miss Daisy is throwing up and she never throws up.  It seems to startle her and worry her.  It's not the hairball type of hacking but more like her stomach is upset.  It's just been last night and today.