Annie, now an inside kitty, was a deaf, brain injured, feral mama cat who was crying for help and miscarried two fetus's when I learned of her. I cried buckets after I saw the fetus's and her bloody backside, sure she couldn't survive outdoors without veterinary care. I wasn't even sure she was finding and eating the food and water I left each night. She was. It took two months but I was finally able to win her trust and scoop her up and bring her in. She's got issues - poops and pees on the floor, but is the sweetest cat and has a special place in my heart.
A male feral that I trapped and took to a low cost spay neuter clinic. I got a call that he had a possible broken foot. Couldn't release an injured cat so I raced to set up a "hospital" room in an already crowded condo, and brought him home. I called an old country vet that I trusted who said that cat's bones were amazingly resilient and if he had rest, they'd heal. I was skeptical but also knew the challenge of trying to find a vet willing to treat a feral cat, the possible cost, and how a feral cat would react to being transported, anesthetized, and bandaged. Three days in the "hospital room" and he was walking without a limp.
A female feral from the same colony who appeared to have a broken pelvis. Complete unsteadiness in her back limbs the first time I saw her. Knife through my heart. So I grappled with chasing her and causing further injury but get her help, or... ?? So I've been feeding her - putting the food close enough that she doesn't try to run. In two days she's regained use of her right leg. I've still got the carrier at the ready if I can get close enough to pick her up, but in the meantime I'm grateful and amazed that she's already recovered so much.
It's easy and understandable to advise "get the cat to the vet". But the reality when dealing with ferals is so much more complicated.
A male feral that I trapped and took to a low cost spay neuter clinic. I got a call that he had a possible broken foot. Couldn't release an injured cat so I raced to set up a "hospital" room in an already crowded condo, and brought him home. I called an old country vet that I trusted who said that cat's bones were amazingly resilient and if he had rest, they'd heal. I was skeptical but also knew the challenge of trying to find a vet willing to treat a feral cat, the possible cost, and how a feral cat would react to being transported, anesthetized, and bandaged. Three days in the "hospital room" and he was walking without a limp.
A female feral from the same colony who appeared to have a broken pelvis. Complete unsteadiness in her back limbs the first time I saw her. Knife through my heart. So I grappled with chasing her and causing further injury but get her help, or... ?? So I've been feeding her - putting the food close enough that she doesn't try to run. In two days she's regained use of her right leg. I've still got the carrier at the ready if I can get close enough to pick her up, but in the meantime I'm grateful and amazed that she's already recovered so much.
It's easy and understandable to advise "get the cat to the vet". But the reality when dealing with ferals is so much more complicated.
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