Little Miss Thing
To the left, in sunny doped contentment, lies a semi-social girl. She was the first feral cat trapped in the 2012 season, and has been with me since that day... 99.9% of the time, the spay/neuter end of things goes off without a hitch. With this little sass-bucket, nothing ever goes smoothly. Once the vet put her under, it was discovered that she has stomatitis. Essentially, she has sores on the roof of her mouth, and painfully inflamed gums. The only solution is expensive dental surgery. At the time of her spay, she was showing signs of recent weight loss, and the vet in charge of the clinic believed it would be kindest to euthanize her. As a feral cat outside and untouchable, she would slowly starve to death. I asked the vet to continue with her spay/vaccines/FeLV/FIV test, as I cannot euthanize a cat without having a conversation with them first. Also, I wanted a second opinion on her mouth. The diagnosis was sound, her mouth is terrible and will be expensive to fix. She will need all her teeth removed, and be on a soft food diet for the rest of her life. (She is currently eating a mix of raw and canned food.) However, she insists on head bumps and butt rubs before she eats, and hasn't unsheathed her claws in all the time she's been here. She rubs on the other cats through her crate, and sleeps nose to nose with Nox, the resident dog. She has a sweet soul, and is worth the time and money it will take to find that very special home for her.