2 posts tagged “cat”

  

mr. moto is my youngest kitty.  he also has a HUGE personality.  he is a very unique cat.  he crosses the dog/cat social barriers handily.  he is easily tolerated by all the dogs, whereas my b.f.'s cat noushka is definitely not.  she causes much consternation among the dogs.  he, however, is chill in the dog camp or the cat camp.  his lovah is willy, who is on the chair in the living room picture.  they are besotted by one another and spend large chunks of the day licking and cuddling together. 

i am often amazed at his freakish personality:
i found him on the side of the road when he was 6-8 weeks old maybe?  i was on my way home from hiking with tree and trilly in the car.  i spotted two little boys walking away from the bridge over a large creek on my way home.  probably 20 feet behind them was a little black *something*.  puppy or kitten i didn't know.  i drove a little further and turned around. i didn't want to have to deal with the boys at all so i drove back slowly, waiting for them to walk further down the road.  there was a parking lot across the road from the side of the road the boys were on.  i pulled in there but i didn't see the little black thing anywhere.  the road was always really really busy so i was worried that it had been hit by a car.  i walked across the parking lot and spotted the tiny black thing huddled 2 inches from the white stripe on the side of the road.  i froze because i was afraid i would startle him into traffic.  i said "kitty kitty!"

mr. moto saw me and *immediately* ran towards me meowing over and over.  he was soooo tiny.  i picked him up and inspected him.  he was soaked.  the boys may have thrown him over the bridge into the creek.  who knows.  he was starved to the point that i could literally feel every single bone in his body.  even the bones in his tail.  he weighed ounces.  he had copious amounts of snot running from his nose.  his ears were full of black dirt.  he had a gigantic abscess on his front right foot and on his rear right foot.  he was in piss poor shape, to say the least. 

i took him home and put him in a carrier.  he meowed non-stop.  i gave him water and dashed to the store to buy him some pureed lamb baby food.  he didn't touch it.  he instead drank huge amounts of water.  because the vet was closed i had to wait until first thing the next morning to take him in.  i thought i would wake up to a dead kitten in the carrier in the morning.  the vet drained the abscesses and gave him antibiotics and i picked him up in the evening.  he had a huge bandage on his little leg but he obviously felt a lot better.  he bounced back and decided trilly was his mommy.  maybe that's why he's so chill with the dogs.