I was feral
We have 6 rescued cats. One of which arrived and was feral. He was estimated to be around 10 months old. On arriving, we took the smelly, dirty greasy mess to the vet. He was not happy with this and tried to kill anyone who tried to touch him. He was sedated and then had his op. While under, the staff removed a lot of his coat. This was part to blame as it was matted and making his skin painful. (Long coat). We got him home still drowsy and left him to recover. The next day we got up the courage to bath him. To our shock, he sat in the water and never once tried to claw or bite. We ended up having to change the water 4 times before the shampoo got rid of the grease.
Moving on and 2 years later. The smelly killing machine has turned out to be a beautiful loving cat. Yes it took a lot of careful work but the reward is seeing him so happy now. Sadly, others go to shelters where they don't have the time or resources to give them a chance at life, which is sad.
As I said we have six, each had its own issues on arriving. But each rewards us for the care and love we give them.
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