Two days ago a lady that I do not know knocked on my door and
asked if I would be interested in taking in a rescue cat.
How do they find me? ha. Nobody told her about me!
So here is her story...
Last winter she found this cat walking on the Charlton Mill Bridge
here in our area. She found a home for the cat but always
had a bad feeling about the home. She went back to check
on the cat and after a few visits it was obvious the cat
was neglected, abused and sick. The people said she
could take the cat back because they didn't want it.
Geesh...what's wrong with people!?
She took the cat to the vet, where it has been for
the last 12 days. She finished a round of antibiotics
and is improving. Now she just needs some TLC and
to be fattened up. She has been spayed and declawed.
The lady wanted to keep her for herself but her husband
won't let her. She said she would pay the vet bill.
So, here we are! She was delivered to me this afternoon.
She's a curious girl...she gave herself a tour of the
house and had some dinner and has settled herself
into this bowl in the kitchen.
We're going to spend the weekend introducing
her to the rest of the family and making sure
she knows where the litter box is...
And most of all, trying to gain her trust and let
her know she's in a really good place. :)
She belonged to someone at one time since she
was spayed and declawed. I wonder what happened.
She's had a rough life. Poor girl.
She has a little flat nose like a Persian and
a white star on her chest.