The last two weeks I found myself dealing with a pregnant stray cat that showed up at my house looking for love.
Thanks to the many irresponsible pet owners who inhabit the earth, this is a common occurrence for many.
I don’t live in the country so it is not an every day occurrence but when it happens it almost always turns into a traumatizing event.
Three years ago I had a sick stray appear. I did what I could for at least a year. I fed it gave it shelter. My neighbor saved it from a dog attack and the mail man would pet it everyday. Finally a friend offered a home if I would take it to the vet and get it checked out.
So off to the vet we went, and poof it died. More trauma. I felt guilty but I also knew it was probably better off.
Last year a neighbor’s pregnant cat showed up and had babies on my carport. Did I know that? No. So when I washing it off, I washed a baby off of it. I was mortified. That baby went on to live in the hood with someone else and now it has babies and they all look sick as my neighbor doesn’t make enough money to adequately take care of animals.
This year a cute pregnant Calico Tiger Tabby cat shows up. I first saw her one night when I came home. She was peaking around the corner of my house at me. I wondered if she was the one eating my table scraps I would sit out for the neighbor hood Raccoon.
I also saw her wondering into my garage during rainy days.
She was maybe a year old and sadly expecting babies. Of course I fed her as I sat myself up for emotional stress. Plus who wants to see an animal starve.
Thanks to the hood stray system I already have two cats and have been stocked in cats for 20 years. This one was sweet and cute but I didn’t feel like I could take the situation on permanently so I started searching for a solution.
No one would or could help. I called a vet and she said best thing to do was abort the babies and keep the cat. I tried rescues only to discover they are filled to capacity. Another one said abort the babies.
That is how bad the irresponsible human population has made the pet situation, rescues are saying abort and or putting animals down and not making that public.
Most rescues don’t even answer the phone.
So I ended up having to take my cat to the vet for a bleeding wound that required surgery.
With no solution in sight for the stray I named Cheeseburger, I made an appointment to have her spayed. I wasn’t convinced it was the solution and I wasn’t sure how far along she was.
I told a friend I was out of options and an abortion was scheduled.
She kicked into action and found a coworker who agreed to take on the case.
So we drove Cheeseburger 15 miles north to a surrounding town. The entire trip, the little one stared at me with fear and trust in her eyes. I felt bad and hoped I was doing the right thing. I hoped everything worked out and that the she would remember me has the human who paved the way for a great life.
I petted her and talked to her and told her it would be okay. We arrived at the destination and took her inside. I felt terrible but also relief as we left.
A couple hours later, my friend’s coworker sent the news, Cheeseburger hid under the couch and gave birth to three kitties and a fourth would come a couple hours later.
She sent pics of Cheeseburger and her babies. If she would have gave birth in my custody, I would have named the babies, Tater Tot, French Fry, Onion Ring and Pickle.
Probably best someone else gets to name them.
My friend’s coworker fell in love with Cheeseburger but ended up passing her and the babies on to a friend who had commented that she wanted them. This news stressed me out again as I hoped the little one wouldn’t be shuffled again.
But all swear this is her last move and that she will be an inside cat and hopefully is about to embark on a happy life.
Meanwhile my fingers are crossed that all works out for Cheeseburger as I await the next stray story and emotional stress that comes with it.
What an incredible irresponsible world we live in. Thank goodness for those who still battle to fix the messes that these people create and how sad for the pets who live the nightmares created by them.
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