so my uncle loves cats...

no, not like that, you sicko lounge lizards!

here's the story...it almost made me cry, so you have been warned!

He's a mail carrier, he's on his route yesterday, it's been raining off and on for a few days. He sees a lump in the middle of his street (he walks his route, btw) and it's a cat. He goes to it to see if it is in fact dead, as he thinks it is. He would have given it a burial if it had been. It's face is really beat up, and he's barely alive.

My uncle is pissed that the cat obviously got run over, and the person didn't stop. He's pissed that it's out in the street still, that he's the first to see it. He goes to the closest house, and asks if it's their cat. It's not. In fact, the story is: It's a neighborhood stray that everyone feeds occasionally. It got hit by a car and everyone assumed it was dead. It's been lying there for 36 FUCKING HOURS!.

my uncle was furious at this point. Went to a different house (he knows his route well) where a woman who has and loves cats lives, and tells her: 'I have four hours left on my route, I can't take the cat, but I have to do something. Please take it to my vet, I will go there after I finish my route. Please.'

She does. The vet doesn't have much hope, but says he will do what he can for my uncle

(they are tight, many a stray has found a loving home with my uncle and his family, it's a zoo at their house. He's famous at the vets office for taking in a kitten 18 years ago with major mental disabilities. The vet then said the kitten wouldn't make it to cat- the cat lived to be 17. Her name was Weeble, because she walked like a weeble-wobble)

So, the next day arrives, the cat made it through! Facial fractures, lots of bruising and shock, but she/he? made it! and an even nicer way to end the story?

my uncle then says to the vet: 'Well, what's the damage, triple digits I assume...' the vet replied: 'Oh, ________, you are too good to these animals, how about you pay for the meds and I'll cover the rest?' The rest meaning surgery, overnight stay, medical supplies, etc...

Simply wonderful ending to a very sad and infuriating story. I'm asking for a pic tomorrow.

c'mon people. pony up the tears!

This is a wonderful story! I am so happy that you posted it.......

And I'm even happier that the cat is going to be OK, with a new home...

Blessings on your uncle!

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we both need to get to bed dear! I keep saying I am on my way, but gracious if I don't get sucked back in!

Miss you! I might be headed to LA this weekend- not sure yet. We have a friend there who just got accepted to a UCLA masters program in theater! Lots of designated driving in my future if we go. :woohoo:

I am still up after finishing a new book! Just thought I'd sign back on in case anyone I know might still be about!

If you come to LA, you must come visit! I"m not that far from UCLA......

And I have a lovely guest room!

PM for phone numbers etc!



:loveya: :hug:

his friend 24/7- the trip is to celebrate his acceptance. But I want to come and see you soon! When the weather gets better and we can hang out on the beach, okay? PM me your numbers anyway!

:pals:

:hi:

Poor furbaby.

when my aunt got to the part about the poor thing being left in the cold rain for a day and a half I yelled at her: 'Why in the world are you telling me this story? This is horrible!'

stop in time). I still feel terrible about it.

I cried for an hour. I still don't know what happened, I never saw it until the end, in my rearview mirror. Just feathers...everywhere.

and I searched for two hours for a cat I thought I hit. Never found him. I hope he was either okay or he died quickly. I was way out in the country all alone. I cried the entire rest of my drive home.

ago and cried... and I HATE squirrels...

And what a lucky kitty that he found her!

Yay for good kitty samaritans.

....people like your Uncle around.:hi: Tell your Uncle THANK YOU from all of us animal lovers out here.:loveya: :hug:

It started off as an ordinary August day.  My wife and I were driving into work early, crossing Richmond's Nickel Bridge, when we both spotted something right in the middle of the bridge.  And when I say right in the middle, I mean that literally!  In almost the exact center of the bridge, huddled between the double yellow lines, was a very small, furry object.  As the object did not move, I thought it was a toy.  I slowed down as I approached the "toy," and as I looked out the driver's window, the "toy" looked up at me!  I said, "It's a kitten, and it's alive."  We did not need to discuss what to do; as soon as we had crossed the bridge, we turned around immediately to retrieve the kitten.

Though our immediate concern was that the kitten was severely injured and suffering, we knew we could not just leave him there regardless.  Stopping in the middle of the bridge, I jumped out and ran to the kitten. To our surprise and joy, he was completely uninjured, save for a scrape on his nose (this is remarkable, considering he was literally inches from cars traveling both ways at 40-50 miles per hour)!  As I was now blocking the entire bridge during morning rush hour, I had to endure many angry car horns and comments; however, I held the kitten aloft for all to see, and several people started cheering!  Within a few hours, he had his first veterinary experience, and was given a clean bill of health.  He was very thin, and a bit roughed up, but we gave him some food and water, and suddenly he was a little purr machine!

We brought him home, named him Charlie (Charles Darwin), and the rest is history.  It only took a few weeks to integrate him into the household, and he loves to play with his brother and sister cats, Tate and Hannah.  He is now a very healthy, happy cat (and he seems to like beds and sofas much, much more than the asphalt of the Nickel Bridge)!

Charlie Day One:


Charlie Today:


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Now go scratch his head and give him some treats. :P

he and Tate are currently engaged in a "full-house-occasional-headlock-100-mile-per-hour-sprint-and-pounce" vibe. Hannah is just trying to stay clear of the fray.

mikey_the_rat

sounds a lot like a rescue story of my own, only make it two kittens, on an access road in Texas, hotter than blazes. the black one was in the middle of the road, and the white one was in a ditch about ten feet away. The black one went off in search of mama- and nearly got smushed doing so. the Vet later said that mama had probably been killed about 3-6 hours before we found them, based on their condition. We never did find mama, after searching the area for about thirty minutes. They were dirty and very very dehydrated.

we were on our way to a camping trip- they were less than two weeks old- dropped them off with my mom for the weekend- then took them to a rescue center that had a nursing mama cat, made a big donation- and drove the hour and half home. Had I lived in a bigger apt, and been able to feed them every two hours as they needed, I would have kept them.

Fuck those idiots in that neighborhood. What a bunch of scum bags! I hope they all get what they deserve for that. I hope somehow they find themselves laying in a road for a day and a half unable to help themselves. :grr:

I'm so glad there are people out there like your uncle. I hope this cat does well. It sound like it is in good hands now.

The first woman said: 'It isn't dead yet?!?!'

SHE KNEW IT WAS ALIVE AFTER IT GOT HIT BY THE CAR!!!!!!!!! BITCH.

i hope my uncle delays a few bills or something...he wouldn't really, but I would. I'd make sure all of her birthday cards were late, very late, this year.

I would never forgive such a thing. It's pure evil. Even if they though it was dead, why not at least get it out of the road so it wouldn't continue to get ran over.

Everyone reading my journal entry here must go back and read Fleabert's post.

Glad to hear the cat will be okay.

but I love him for doing that. And SHAME, SHAME, SHAME on the people in the neighborhood who left him to die in the rain, all alone in the road.

I'm so glad this story has a happy ending. Thank you for sharing it, and give your uncle a big DU hug from me.

:hug:

and your uncle is one.
His life makes the whole cosmic soup a little sweeter. Tell him thanks.

(From your description of him, I'm guessing that he is.)

Send him a cyber hug from me.

I love that story.

I have asked on our family site for an update on the cat situation, will let you know what's up when I know! I hope he's keeping it and will post pics for me (us) soon. I plan on c&p'ing all your kudos to him there! (is that okay with y'all?)

Please do tell your Uncle that a total stranger (me) thinks he's one of the coolest humans on the planet, and that I wish him, his new kitty and his entire family (which of course includes the cats) the best.

Bless your heart, fleabert's uncle, and thank you. You are a true hero in my book. Stories like that need to be told to counter the terrible stories of cruelty we hear too frequently.

I myself will stop upon the occasion of finding an animal along the road, if it appears there is even the tiniest chance that it may still be alive and in need of whatever help I may be able to offer.

One day I was driving through a very small town in the country on my way home from work. Far up ahead I saw a black kitty laying in the middle of my lane. I recognized him as one of two kitties that I often saw playing together in the yard next to where he was laying. I always worried about them so close to traffic. As I watched, his white kitty friend ran out to where he was in the middle of the road and sniffed him. The car ahead of me slowed down, and the white kitty ran back into the yard. The car passed over the black kitty. Then the white kitty came back out into the road again, looking after his friend. I drove up almost to where they were and pulled over to the side of the road. Then I went and retrieved the black kitty's body from the roadway. He was clearly dead, but recently so his body was still pliable. I brought him into the yard and set him gently down on the soft grass while his kitty friend watched with big eyes from under a bush. I pet him a bit and told him I was sorry he had to leave this way and I hoped he didn't suffer, and that his kitty friend and I would miss him. The next day his body was gone, I presume whoever owned the yard removed him. I always watched for, but never did see the white kitty again. I hope I saved him from a similar fate.

what fucking disgusting people to not even pick up the cat and move him then someone would have seen the cat was/is still alive. Not that they would have done anything. Thank that lil babies lucky stars it was not hit again it was meant to be with your uncle.

I lost my baby cat to cancer last May and god bless him he came to me in a dream and told me to go to the shelter and get two kittens to ease my pain. So I did around July. I got two lil black kittens who were suffering from upper respitory infections and if no one would have adopted them they very well could have died. Agatha had canker sores all over her mouth and could not breath and Kittybill was pretty bad too but not as bad in condition as my Aggie. I had to feed them food from a tube and just love them as much as I could. My vet told me they would not survive. Well....

Now my babies are so happy and healthy I love them and thank my Kittyboy for sending them to me.
I miss you babycat

What a wonderful man! His friends and family - and of course, the cats - are so lucky to have him in their lives.

The vet sounds like a good guy, too.

I'm sending good thoughts to your Uncle's new cat for quick and complete recovery. I don't have to wish for a happy life for him - that's pretty much assured now.

Because of the cruelty of many and the kindness of your uncle and the vet.

that people let that poor cat lie in the road for 36 hours and didn't even check to see if it was actually dead. But then I thought about how callous people have become lately and realized I could believe it. That's the sad state of America today.

Your uncle deserves a big hug. Give him one on my behalf next time you see him. :hug: