He was maybe two years old. I got the call about an hour ago about a half-dead cat found in a yard. I rushed over to find this black cat in dire straits. Emaciated, dehydrated, crawling with bugs, abscessed wounds on the body, his tongue kept flicking in and out as if he was so thirsty he couldn’t stand it. He refused the syringed water I gave him (to weak) I bundled him up and called my feline specialist but he died enroute. His ears were torn, his eyes matted shut, his fur matted- poor kitty deserved so much better than he got. I laid him in the forest and covered him with ferns. I know he is in a better place- I just wish he had been found sooner.
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aww, that is so sad, poor little guy
One of our black cats disappeared nearly a year ago. I have no idea what happened to him, but I like to think he found someone who cared for him and that he’s happy in a “forever” home… or that someone found him and buried him with love.
It sounds as though the poor fellow would have needed finding a long time ago in order to be spared. After going through hell, the last thing he experienced was someone who cared about him. I hope we all can have that.