I miss Bobby

This was one of the best experiences I've ever had in my life. For a few months about a year ago, I was privileged to help raise a wild Bobcat kitten. At first we did not name it due to us getting attached to it. We planned to give him to a sanctuary once his meds were stable and he was healthy. Of course, things don't go as planned and we ended up naming him Bobby and falling rediculously in love with this bundle of fur. Such a great personality. The vet I worked for was thinking of obtaining a license to keep him, but unfortunately he had to be humanely euthanized due to health problems.

Anyway, thought I'd share some pictures and a vid of him.

He was a little purr-box as you can see

How could I refuse those eyes?!


Look how big those paws are. And the ear spots


Ever so curious. Stuck by anyone, latching on to them for love and attention despite his wild origin.

RIP Bobby

Bless your hearts for trying to save this little guy. What an experience that would be to take care of a wild bobcat kitten. That's something that I would cherish the rest of my life

What a beautiful cat. He looked so playful in the video

Awww bobby.... What were the health problems?

What a handsome boy. He looks like he was such a love bug. Rest in Peace, sweet boy.

So sorry to hear that, it was saddening he had to left too early, he surely got that very lively and sweet face.

Awww bobby.... What were the health problems?

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He had uncontrollable seizures. He didn't have epilepsy and we did a host of tests to see what triggered them. As with some humans [like my sister] we just never found out what caused them.

However, they were so severe that he would hurt himself. Sometimes he would go blind a couple of days following, or be paralyzed for a few hours. Despite the different meds and homeopathic meds we gave to him, he'd still have them. The sanctuary that we were going to donate him to said they would not accept a kitten with health issues that would potentially cause harm to himself, and if meds did not partially control it.

For a little while either me or my vet was going to go to the state and apply for a wildlife license to have permission to own him, but he kept deteriorating in health.... So we were forced to make the best decision and put him down.

When we first got him we did not know he had seizures. He was just all alone in the swamp, discovered by the vet's brother. We did do a routine that at first allowed no human contact, because we planned to work in association with zoo staff at the local zoo to help us rerelease him. But due to his health, he wouldn't have lasted a day in the wild.

he is sooo cute!

You're certainly right about the big purr!