Tags: Animals, Cats, Family
On one not so fine day towards the end of April, while playing with Dusty, the Fat Lady that watches over the cars at the multi-storey car park at my place, I suddenly noticed a nasty wound on her left hind leg…It would not be visible if she were to sit on the ground with her limbs tucked in, but she happened to flip over to her right side and started grooming herself. That was when I saw it….
I didn’t remember seeing this the last time I saw her a couple of days back. Couldn’t find her for a day or two and now she got this wound. What could have caused this? Could it be a dog bite or a result of a cat fight? Wasn’t sure what was that whiter stuff on the rim of the wound…Looked like some hardened bit or was it part of the bone? There was a housefly hovering around her wound and clearly Dusty was quite freaked out and tried to swipe it away. Was the fly trying to lay its egg on the open wound? It would not be good if she got an infection from the wound…Worried, I called Tisu Boy and Itchyfingers were on our way to our second round of “Operation Save Dusty”….
As usual, we had a hard time trying to coax her into the cage…
The vet suspected it could be a result of another cat grabbing and biting her from behind as a dog’s bite would be much more devastating and they normally would go for the neck…Wow! That’s scary! If it’s a cat’s bite, we suspect it was from another tom cat around the car park as Tisu Boy once witnessed him biting Dusty on the neck. What a naughty boy!
Dusty’s beautiful fur had to be shaved before the vet could clean up her wound.
Luckily she said it was superficial and the white bit was just dead skin. Probably
she had this wound for a few days, and might have suffered a fever from the
Putting Dusty back at the car park would not be a good idea as her open wound might still get infected. We couldn’t bring her home as my mother is not a great fan of cats and we are totally inexperienced with the caring of cats. In the end, we decided to let her stay at the vet for the next three days…The total medical and hospitalisation fee would cos Itchyfingers a small bomb but it was necessary to let her have a clean place to recover…
The next day Itchyfingers went to visit the sweet girl…The moment we stepped in and called her name, she gave us a soft meow!
I went back the following day and when we opened the cage to pet her, the
sweet girl just stayed there and didn’t attempt to run out…The vet and nurses
also said that Dusty is a very sweet kitty! Her wound seemed better, but the
opening was still very big and scary…
The day came when we had to bring her back. Looking at her wound, we decided that we need to foster her a few more days before putting her back. In the end, we brought her back to my old apartment that is meant to be rented out.
She was very wary and ran out with her body crouching very low, trying to
make an escape. But the room door was closed so she tried to look for a
safe place to hide…Look so comical with her big sagging tummy dragging
on the floor… :p
Then she realised the back of the toilet bowl was an even safer place to hide!
As if knowing that we were not good at carrying kitty, Dusty must choose
this super tight corner to hide! No way we could get her there… :O
Seeing that she was so traumatised with the new place, Tisu Boy decided to stay with her. It was the first time Tisu Boy stayed out because of another girl! :O
It was reported that Dusty spent her whole night crouching under the toilet bowl, skipped her dinner and only came out for wee wee once… :p
She came out for brekky, but soon ran into the cage again…
But after spending the night together, Dusty seemed to be less worried…She was slowly back to her old self…
On the third day, I spent most of the time with her. She was still much quieter but obviously feeling more at ease than her first night. The previous days she heard us coming in, with the sound of the key and gate opening, she would run into her cage. But now she would walk around the rooms instead of hiding at one corner or in the cage, sometimes following us around…
Dusty had also been more vocal that night, meowing quite loudly. I even saw her jumping up the table! When she had a visitor earlier that day, she rushed to the door hearing it was opened. When Tisu Boy came in later, she also rushed to the door, although she didn’t try to push her way out. The sweet girl is too gentle to do such a thing…But we sensed that she was still not fully comfortable staying indoor…so did she want to go back to her car park? Will she think that we were abandoning her if we bring her back? Will she be sad? I wish she could tell us…Frankly speaking, it was a very tough decision to make. We love her and after spending so much time and effort trying to keep her safe from infection and more bites, we were unwillingly to send her back to the dirty car park again. But realistically we know we couldn’t take her back home…my mum would be giving me hell with her constant nagging and I also had to think about my three four-legged shelled babies. If bringing Dusty home means we need to restrict her movement in the house most of the time especially when we are out, that would not be fair to her either. I thought of finding her a forever home but none of my friends have extra space in their house and heart to take in another kitty…Her wound was much better now, still red but not oozing with liquid. It was really a very difficult decision to make…. 😦
In the end, we decided to bring her back to her most familiar place….It was a painful move…
The moment the cage was opened, Dusty dashed out and started to look around,
smelling the grass, looking at the sky…She looked excited to be back…We
just hoped we made the right decision for her…Here, Dusty parked herself
in front of our car after exploring around and confirmed it was her familiar
Dusty’s wound on day 12 on 7th May. Her undercoat were growing well…
We also bumped into the Malay feeder aunty and told her about Dusty’s
hospitalisation. She must be worried sick when she found Dusty missing
One day later, we found Dusty missing! Couldn’t find her for the next few days…Her kitty biscuit and water bowl were gone as well…We couldn’t find the feeder lady even though we tried to look for her around the same time she usually feeds Dusty. After more than two weeks, we had to try to convince ourselves that Dusty had been adopted by someone…
It was more than one month later that I accidentally bumped into Dusty again, at exactly the same place! The lost and found feeling was really great!
The following night after I found Dusty again, I bumped into the feeder lady again. I was shocked when she told me all the while she has been feeding Dusty, and she is always there!!!! My goodness! Were we so blind to have missed her again and again?!? I do think that Dusty did go into hiding for a period of time for some reasons, cos otherwise there is no way we would have missed her for such a long time! The feeder lady said there is another new cat around the block…So could it be this new cat was bullying Dusty that she had to go into hiding? It remains a mystery…But I am glad that Dusty is safe and healthy now, with so many people around to feed and love her….She may not be staying with us now, but in Itchyfingers’ hearts she is already part of the family….
Tags: Cats, Family
Tonight Itchyfingers were so so so happy!!!! If you have ever lost something and thought that you would never see it ever in your life, and then out of a sudden, you found it again, then you would understand how we are feeling now….
Our dear Fat Lady, the car park warden, Dusty, had gone missing for more than a month. Itchyfingers had been looking out for her for a long time, until we finally resigned to the fact that we have lost her forever. We would like to think that someone has “catnapped” her since she is such a cute and sweet kitty. The person may have brought her home seeing that she had some unrecovered wound on her hind leg. It is a much better thought than to imagine something bad had happened to her. But to think that we are never to see her again was really, really sad. (Didn’t have the chance to write about her injury as Dusty had gone missing shortly. Didn’t write about it after that cos looking at the photos made me sad. Will update it later)
Just earlier tonight, I was on my way back home after buying some milk and boxes of tissues. I have to pass through the car park to get to my lift lobby. Though I knew that Dusty is not there at the car park anymore, my eyes would still habitually scan under the cars for her. Strangely for some reason, at the back of my mind I was thinking if I see her now, I would not bother whether the milk would turn bad and would play with her…I found myself calling her name involuntarily, something which I used to do when she was there, only this time round I called just once and very softly.
Then, the most wonderful thing appeared in front of my eyes…As I walked towards the middle row of the car park, I saw her!!!!!! Dusty was lying right there!!!!!! Oh my goodness! I couldn’t believe my eyes! Just where did you go, my sweet girl!!!! Was I dreaming? She couldn’t be another Dusty-look-a-like cos she obviously recognised me!
I was so excited I bet if there were anyone around, they would think I was nuts to talk a whole bunch of stuff to a cat! I kept asking her where did she go to, why is she back? What happened? I wish she could tell me…I pet her little head while trying to get in touch with Tisu Boy…
After we “talked” a while, I told her to wait for me while I rushed back to keep the milk and bring her favourite food…I thought she has lost some weight, but it could be my imagination cos her tummy is still sagging… :p
We found some kitty biscuits and water next to her usual feeding place. Could it be her feeder that brought her home to recuperate? Then why did she bring her back? Did Dusty refuse to stay at her place? Did she try to run away? I wish I know how she is feeling and thinking, cos really have the urge to bring her home. But we left her where she is now, and we will decide later what is the best thing to do. For now, we were just so happy to see her safe and healthy!
Tags: Malaysia, Travel
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