For about 3-4 weeks now we have heard an occassional meow from under the house. I passed it off as being the big fat yellow cat that I have seen (only 2x) in the spring.
When I got home from work yesterday morning I was in the kitchen and heard the cry. I thought it was one of our two cats until I saw them hanging around the kitchen vent where the crying could be heard. Something told me to be more persistant in finding the culprit and luring it out although previous attempts were unsuccessful (granted, all I did was leave a bowl of cat food on the back porch).
I tried to get the cat to come around to the back of the house where some of the skirting is open - no luck. So I went around to the front where I could hear the poor thing. I gently popped a small opening and called for the cat, where it came willingly, allowing me to slide it through the small opening after making sure none of the dogs were around.
Into the house we went, me and this scrawny 6-8mo old beautiful gray/silver cat.
The wee thing purring the instant it came into my warm arms. Spartacus was calm and carefully approached the scared thing, while Kitty-Bella hissed and showed her disappointment. I was afraid the cats would get into a fight, but the wee one only growled back a couple of times, knowing it was safe in my arms (as long as it didnt claw me tryin to get away). It ate. Had a second helping (poor thing was so skinny!). uh-oh! I noticed it’s standing on 3 legs… not good.
I clean it up with cat wipes while it continues to purrrrrrrrrrrrr. I ask its name.
“Meeoooow”
Great, my feline vocabulary is limited and rusty. We continue to talk while it lays on my lap - only hissing when Kitty-Bella gets too close and growls at it.
I was going to wait to take the cat to the vet after I got off work this morning, but I called them yesterday and decided to take it in because of its hurt leg. I gave them the SO’s number to call with an estimate/diagnosis.
BTW, I temporarily named the cat Jack (I had him in a box and he kept poppin its head out while in the car, so Jack-in-the-box came to mind!).
How freakin much?!
Ok, fine. I understand it has a broken leg and I know it’s not cheap to repair something like that - especially when it involves surgery. I dont have the heart to take it to the pound and drop it off, risking the death sentence. I’d rather pay to have it fixed up and try to find a home for it.
Found out the cat is a female and “Jackie/Jaqueline/etc” doesnt seem to suit her.
So, for now, she is Merry (the xmas cat).
I’ll be callin the vet this morning to see what arrangements can be made. Cant really afford the $400 to fix her up atm and the vet wont accept a payment arrangement. SO says we cant keep her - we have the 2 indoor cats as is.
I cant bring myself to drop it off at the pound, and leaving it with a broken leg is just wrong.