Five years ago, my 15 year old daughter brought home a cat who was horribly abused. She heard a sound inside a dumpster and low and behold there was a cat inside a black plastic bag in that dumpster.
She immediately got her out and brought her home. She was horribly abused and sick. She weighed less than two pounds and was severely dehydrated.
She was a horrible mess and so scared. We took her to the vet. He assured us she would die and to just let him euthanize her. I knew by looking in her eyes that she wanted to live and that she had fought so hard to stay alive.
I told him no and just to get her hydrated and give us the meds she needed. He told us it was a waste of time and money but we didn’t care, it was worth giving her that chance.
She was so tiny but was over a year old and underdeveloped. We brought her home, fed her with droppers and then baby food. Our big white German Shepard also fell in love with her and stayed near her side.
For over one year she was afraid to leave my daughters room where we set up her bed. But then, little by little a few steps each day she explored her house.
She beat all odds. It is five years later and she is healthy and happy. She loves life and plays like a kitten everyday. Each night she thanks me.
She sits on my lap stokes my face stares in my eyes and hugs me. She is the most caring and wonderful cat I’ve ever seen or known. She is a magical little thing with a giant beautiful heart.
I am hoping our story will inspire people to understand how wonderful and enriching our pets can be and how each of their lives have special meaning