It seems very strange to me. It seems every cat I've ever had has died quickly or got lost
. My first true bonding relationships really only started last year. Anyways, here is the story of my loving cats.
July 2003 I heard cries in my sideyard. I wasn't sure at first whether it was real kittens, but then it got louder. I then looked under my side deck and then I saw a bunch of kittens. There was still one kitten stuck somewhere under the deck. I then wnet under my deck and rescued him. I was so suprised to find 5 feral kittens, 3 spotted, two grey. I didn't know what to do at first. I should of went on the internet first hand and found out what to do, but I didn't. I wonered whether the mother cat might come to look for the kitttens. So I put them in a basket with blankets and I even put cow's milk in there. How stupid I was, they might of wonered in their and got wet. It was a cold night. When I returned the next day, two died
, and two were missing
. What happened to two of those newborn kittens I do not know, but I hope they are in good health where ever they are. There was one survivor, it was one of the two grey kittens. I burried the other two.
I vowed that this wouldn't happen to the survivor, so I rushed to the internet to find ways to take care of newborn feral kittens. And was I suprised, it was actually hard work. So I bought KMR and a kitten bottle, along with a warm enviroment for him to stay. He was a very nice little kitten, I eventually named him Kane. Two weeks later though, he past away after rushing him to the vets, and they couldn't save him :bawling. It was a very sad day. To cheer me up, my family called a friend to find a cat, and did he. He found probably the best cat ever to walk the Earth.
He is an energetic orange tabby kitten of 10 weeks which I later calld Rocky. He was seriously a perfect cat for someone like me. Very playful and loving and I grew just as attatched to him as I did Kane, maybe more. I had him for much longer and watched him grow up. When time came, he was nuetered, which slowed him down it seems, but he was still as loving. Then about 5 days after his first birthday (May 10), he disappeared without a trace. It was May 15 when he disapeared, about the same time I registered on this forum. I havn't seen not one trace of him since
. I really hope he is alright. I have put posters everywhere
Last Tuesday, I adopted an older black cat from a nieghbor who was going to give him to the pound which I later named Anubis. He too was a very loving cat. A couple days later I took him to see a special vet who is about 100 miles away, and when I got in the parking lot and opened the door, Anubis ran out. I tried chasing him, but he was to fast, especially in the middle of the new city. I then lost another cat.
This all happened in one year. But why did these events have to happen??? I'm starting to think I have been cursed not to have cats anymore. They always seem to die or disappear quickly
.
July 2003 I heard cries in my sideyard. I wasn't sure at first whether it was real kittens, but then it got louder. I then looked under my side deck and then I saw a bunch of kittens. There was still one kitten stuck somewhere under the deck. I then wnet under my deck and rescued him. I was so suprised to find 5 feral kittens, 3 spotted, two grey. I didn't know what to do at first. I should of went on the internet first hand and found out what to do, but I didn't. I wonered whether the mother cat might come to look for the kitttens. So I put them in a basket with blankets and I even put cow's milk in there. How stupid I was, they might of wonered in their and got wet. It was a cold night. When I returned the next day, two died
I vowed that this wouldn't happen to the survivor, so I rushed to the internet to find ways to take care of newborn feral kittens. And was I suprised, it was actually hard work. So I bought KMR and a kitten bottle, along with a warm enviroment for him to stay. He was a very nice little kitten, I eventually named him Kane. Two weeks later though, he past away after rushing him to the vets, and they couldn't save him :bawling. It was a very sad day. To cheer me up, my family called a friend to find a cat, and did he. He found probably the best cat ever to walk the Earth.
He is an energetic orange tabby kitten of 10 weeks which I later calld Rocky. He was seriously a perfect cat for someone like me. Very playful and loving and I grew just as attatched to him as I did Kane, maybe more. I had him for much longer and watched him grow up. When time came, he was nuetered, which slowed him down it seems, but he was still as loving. Then about 5 days after his first birthday (May 10), he disappeared without a trace. It was May 15 when he disapeared, about the same time I registered on this forum. I havn't seen not one trace of him since
Last Tuesday, I adopted an older black cat from a nieghbor who was going to give him to the pound which I later named Anubis. He too was a very loving cat. A couple days later I took him to see a special vet who is about 100 miles away, and when I got in the parking lot and opened the door, Anubis ran out. I tried chasing him, but he was to fast, especially in the middle of the new city. I then lost another cat.
This all happened in one year. But why did these events have to happen??? I'm starting to think I have been cursed not to have cats anymore. They always seem to die or disappear quickly