I was coming home with my mother when suddenly a heavy rain started. We stopped in a roadside mall to wait for a bit. It was really cold, which is uncommon in the city. Inside I noticed some people pointing at something between two plants. A dirty, soaked, and malnourished little cat was trembling. I couldn’t leave this angel to freeze to death.
I asked my mother for $10 to buy a towel to dry the cat and went to a store to purchase it. I took him in my hands and started drying him, while petting him. I feared that I had arrived too late. Then I heard a faint purring, the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard. I looked at his little amber eyes and I realized that if I didn’t help him, nobody would. People were laughing hard at me for holding a dirty kitten like it was a baby.
At home, I set up a warm place in my room, got some food from my mother’s cats, and made a bed for him. I didn’t trust people to simply deliver him to someone else. He ate, drank some water. The next day, we took him to a vet. Malnutrition had led to rickets and really watery blood; the vet had to take blood from his jugular vein. She said he was at maximum 3-months-old.
Besides his condition, he was active, purring, playing. There were no apparent signs of FiV or FelV. Bought meds and a special food for him. My flight was already set for the next day, so I couldn’t take him with me yet. I asked my mom to treat him while I was out. Every week, she sent me photos of the cat.
A month later, he was completely different from when I found him. He got toys and a nice transport bag, and I finally brought him with me to my home in the other state. Now he has three people pampering him, giving him gifts, and caring for him. He’s becoming a happy and spoiled fattie, with a family that really loves him.
Story submitted by Juliana Dias from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.
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