Remember this sad little soul? (if you missed the post, you can read about him HERE or HERE.
My rescue partner, Shelley and I were knee deep in a hoarder's house rescuing a bunch of unwilling cats when my cell phone rang. I didn't want to answer the phone, I was busy but didn't recognize the number. Maybe it was a Petsmart volunteer who needed help.
"Beth? This is E*** the people who have the orange and white cat that was freezing to death in our back yard?"
My heart skipped a beat.
He was there. He was in their back yard. But this time, he was dragging his back leg and he appeared to be severely injured. I don't think I've ever seen Shelley move so fast! She jumped in her car and left to pick up the mysterious frozen orange and white cat and I stayed behind to take a 9 hoarder's cats to the vet.
He was there when she arrived. His hip looked bad - maybe he had been hit by a car. He must've known he was going to be safe. He never struggled and this gentle soul allowed the vet to examine him and trim his nails. X-rays, possible hip surgery, neutering and vaccinations - all on the list for this sweet abandoned cat. He bears a few war wounds across his nose that tom cats often have. But those will heal.
We did it. He's safe. He will never have to be cold or hungry again.