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Sunday, March 16, 2008

The Story of Princess Piglet

Although not the most flattering picture of Princess P, it does show her bad wing (tucked back on her left).



Several years ago, my friend Terry and I were at Pet Smart trying to find an automatic feeder for her cat, Jungle. At the time I had no intention of getting a cat. I had tried it several years earlier, found myself severely allergic to her fine fur, and had to find her a new home. (You will find Gretel Asparagus with my sister, MB.) That day at the Pet Smart, a shelter called the Cat Angel Network was having an open adoption day. I paid little attention as we walked by but a certain cat sleeping in her litter box caught my eye. I read her story and cried.



The rescue had been called about a kitten, no more than 2 months old, who was hopping around an apartment complex in Philadelphia. When they found her, her mouth was frozen shut, her arm was broken and frozen in a manner she would never be able to use, and she was severely underweight. The Cat Angel Network took her to their vet and the nightmare began. She had suffered severe nerve damage and could no longer feel or use the lower part of her left front paw, nor could she eat. The first step was feeding her- they had to pry her mouth open and fed her liquids. Then they focused on her arm. At first it seemed that amputation was the only treatment, but a lovely orthopedic vet stepped in and after many rounds of accupuncture, minimal movementto the arm and complete movement of the jaw was restored. She is missing several teeth but eats like a horse. She had to spend almost 8 months in vet hospitals before coming back to the rescue and then it was almost three months before she could be adopted. I found her at the Pet Smart when she was about a year old.



I did not adopt her that day, but for a week was haunted by her story. I went online and applied to adopt with particular interest on "Dawn". Almost immediately, I recieved a phone call from the vp of the rescue, who wanted to make sure I knew what I was getting into. "She is a special needs cat, who requires alot of attention and love". We arranged that I would come meet her and if I liked her, I could take her home. (Like there was any question....) It was love at first site. I brought her into the apartment and showed her the litter box and the food. She showed me the couch and how she really liked my lap. That was three years ago. Every one who meets her initially cries when they see her hop through the house and then they fall under her spell....

She is a gentle creature who, despite her rough first year, has never seen a stranger. What she really likes are the days that I am home and she can be on my lap, at my feet, or simply nearby. My mother swears that she willed me into the petsmart, I think she might be right...

6 comments:

Mary Beth said...

We all know she was waiting for you! Two kindred spirits:) She is one of the most wonderful cats.

Hey Teach! said...

She picked you long before you ever thought of going into Petsmart. She was just patiently waiting for you. I will never forget that Christmas when W went to see her and came downstairs thinking he had broken your cat (since he breaks everything he goes near). Love Princess P.

Jen M. said...

What a sweet picture.

I thought you'd like to know I am thinking of surprising my kids by adopting a cat today...our last one died exactly one year ago.

KBL 2 ORD 2 SAN said...

I agree with your sisters. I truly believe that our animals are sent to us, by whatever God or spirit you may or may not believe in. I believe they are our rewards for all of the good things we may have done in our past.

By the way, I am so in love with Princess Piglet. Even more so now that I know her story than ever before. What a sweet, sweet love. Oh, and there simply cannot be a bad picture of the Princess! I hope you give her a kiss for me.

painted maypole said...

sweet story. when we got married my husband had a cat that he rescued from a mall pet store - she was being poked with pencils by children while the manager stood by. As he went behind the counter and started calling the SPCA the manager said "just take the cat" (a purebred siamese, worth over $1000). Hubby took the cat and went home and then called the SPCA. the store was investigated and closed. And that cat ADORED my husband, her savior.

Smileygirl said...

What an adorable pudgy sweet heart! Her story brought tears to my eyes. I'm sure she doesn't even remember those days when she was wandering the streets. Her life is too good now and she soooo deserves to be spoiled rotten.

Cuddle her up and kiss her lots!!