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A Tribute to "Ugly" the Cat

post #1 of 15
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Ugly The Cat

(An anonymous fable for all of us animal lovers, found on the Internet)

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and, shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.

To start with, he had only one eye and where the other should have been was a hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby, striped type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, and even his shoulders. Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. "That's one UGLY cat!!!" All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave. Ugly always had the same reaction.

If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around your feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running, meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find. One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbor's dogs. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly's sad life was almost at an end. As I picked him up and tri! ed to carry him home, I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. It must be hurting him terribly, I thought.

Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear. Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying, was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion. At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.

Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly.

Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.

Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me... I will always try to be Ugly.
post #2 of 15

What a sad and yet inspiring story!
post #3 of 15
Lovely. Oh, to be Ugly! Thanks, Cheryl.
post #4 of 15
OMG! I am bawling!!!

What a beautiful story!
post #5 of 15
Oh My, what a beautiful story.
post #6 of 15
oh what an beautiful yet sad story - thankyou so much for sharing this inspiring story
post #7 of 15
I am in tears... what a inspiring story, more people in the world need to read that
to "Ugly" Beautiful Boy, that so many "real life" cats are...
post #8 of 15
*sniff* Nothing like a good cry in the morning...that just broke my heart!
post #9 of 15
Oh dear Oh, I just wish I could have cuddled Ugly and told him how very much he is loved
post #10 of 15
Forgive my (possibly) bad typing - it's the tears that does it!

It was an "ugly" cat that led to us adopting Felicity. I've always seemed to attract stray or injured animals and I do what I can for them. A few years ago, a ragged ginger tomcat started to come into our garden. He would have been "beautiful" but he hadn't been cared for in so long. He was ginger and white with long fur that was all matted. He looked unwell and was covered in open sores. I couldn't see him starve and wanted to look after him, so earned his trust. I would take food to him in the garden so he didn't get too close to Tippy, our other cat. He desparately wanted fussing, so I donned surgical gloves and fussed him in the garden for a few nights. Then we called the RSPCA, explaining that we couldn't take him whilst he was ill in case he infected our cat. They told us to trap him and take him to a local Vet who did RSPCA work. We enticed him into the conservatory (it has a tiled floor and could be bleached) until the vet opened. He looked so scared and I kept telling him it was ok because we would bring him home when he was well.

We got him to the vet. Whilst we were in the waiting room this awful smell rose from the carrier - it was his wounds. Folks with well cared for cats looked at us like we had done something wrong. But the vet called us in first and when he called RSPCA, the other folks' expressions changed. We left the cat there and were told to call later.

When we called they said they had sedated him to examine his wounds and they were much worse than first appeared. They'd also run a Feline Leukaemia test and he was positive. So they decided not to wake him up from the anaesthetic. We were devastated Even though we knew it was the right thing to do, we felt like we'd betrayed him.

He may not have been much to look at, and he certainly did smell, but he was gorgeous - with the most wonderful temperament.

After a couple of weeks we decided the best thing we could was offer another abandoned kitty a home in his memory - so we went to the shelter and adopted Felicity.

It's a long post I know - but I've been holding this feeling of betrayal in for so long. It's good to get it out.
post #11 of 15
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Originally Posted by dawnofsierra
Oh dear Oh, I just wish I could have cuddled Ugly and told him how very much he is loved
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post #12 of 15
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Originally Posted by flisssweetpea
Forgive my (possibly) bad typing - it's the tears that does it!

It was an "ugly" cat that led to us adopting Felicity. I've always seemed to attract stray or injured animals and I do what I can for them. A few years ago, a ragged ginger tomcat started to come into our garden. He would have been "beautiful" but he hadn't been cared for in so long. He was ginger and white with long fur that was all matted. He looked unwell and was covered in open sores. I couldn't see him starve and wanted to look after him, so earned his trust. I would take food to him in the garden so he didn't get too close to Tippy, our other cat. He desparately wanted fussing, so I donned surgical gloves and fussed him in the garden for a few nights. Then we called the RSPCA, explaining that we couldn't take him whilst he was ill in case he infected our cat. They told us to trap him and take him to a local Vet who did RSPCA work. We enticed him into the conservatory (it has a tiled floor and could be bleached) until the vet opened. He looked so scared and I kept telling him it was ok because we would bring him home when he was well.

We got him to the vet. Whilst we were in the waiting room this awful smell rose from the carrier - it was his wounds. Folks with well cared for cats looked at us like we had done something wrong. But the vet called us in first and when he called RSPCA, the other folks' expressions changed. We left the cat there and were told to call later.

When we called they said they had sedated him to examine his wounds and they were much worse than first appeared. They'd also run a Feline Leukaemia test and he was positive. So they decided not to wake him up from the anaesthetic. We were devastated Even though we knew it was the right thing to do, we felt like we'd betrayed him.

He may not have been much to look at, and he certainly did smell, but he was gorgeous - with the most wonderful temperament.

After a couple of weeks we decided the best thing we could was offer another abandoned kitty a home in his memory - so we went to the shelter and adopted Felicity.

It's a long post I know - but I've been holding this feeling of betrayal in for so long. It's good to get it out.
Aw, Beth - that had to be heartbreaking! You did NOT betray that poor kitty. I understand how you feel though. When I brought Mouser to the vet, it turned out she had cancer and I had to make the decision to put her to sleep for the first time in my life. I felt that I unknowingly tricked her, but I also felt that she was released from suffering and is at peace now. Thank you for adopting Felicity!

BTW, just like the rest of you - I'm crying too.
post #13 of 15
aww guys thatis so sad. why didnt anybody adopt that poor stray instead of being mean to him
post #14 of 15
Thread Starter 
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Originally Posted by flisssweetpea
Forgive my (possibly) bad typing - it's the tears that does it!

He may not have been much to look at, and he certainly did smell, but he was gorgeous - with the most wonderful temperament.

After a couple of weeks we decided the best thing we could was offer another abandoned kitty a home in his memory - so we went to the shelter and adopted Felicity.

It's a long post I know - but I've been holding this feeling of betrayal in for so long. It's good to get it out.
Wow, what an event to have gone through. Well you got me back, cause now I'm in tears from "your" story. Yours has got to be so more emotional in many ways cause your heart was pulled in so many directions, that is, first finding him, attempting and then caring for his life, and giving his life away to give him back peace and serenity. I know you were crying while you typed this story, I saw the tears. It's such a shame what these beautiful cats endure through. Be at peace with yourself, as you have given peace to himself.

Just remember, Felecity has now taken over the legacy left from "Ugly" and turned it into "Beauty". With love, Cheryl
post #15 of 15
Thank you so much Rockcat and Cheryl - your words were so touching. I'm sorry you experienced pain having to take that decision on Mouser's behalf - I know it's not easy.

I feel that Felicity was sent with a purpose. She had only arrived in the shelter that morning. As soon as I saw her I knew she was the one, and I made hubby stand by her little room until I had fetched the assistant. He told anybody who looked at her that we were adopting her - nobody else got a look in. She is such a sweet cat, with such a beautiful character - I love her to bits - her temperament is just like Mr. Rusty's (the ginger tom).
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