The first rescue story comes from right here and the home of author W.M. Kirkland. Pixie came to us in June of 2015, though we’d seen her, her siblings, and her mama for about a month prior. In fact, we’d been putting out a can of cat food when we saw them to help supplement their nutrition, and they remained pretty feral. Then, one weekend late in June a major rain storm came through. The next morning, I went out and there was this little tabby cat, clearly with an upper respiratory infection, mewoing pitifully in the front yard. I didn’t see mama or the siblings, so I brought the cat into quarantine, and as soon as the vet’s office opened, took it in for an appointment.
It turned out that not only did this kitten have a URI, but also had been attacked quite possibly by a racoon or coyote. The cheek was bitten completely through with a puncture wound! Armed with two different kinds of ointment, instructions, and a guarded prognosis the kitten came home. Weeks of treatment showed improvement and a good prognosis until the cat healed. By that time, I was able to trap the remaining four siblings (two appeared to have been lost in the storm), though mama would remain elusive for a couple more months.
The kitten, now named Pixie, healed and became a very much loved member of the family. She, along with her sister stayed. The two boys were given a good home. And other than the fact that one eye is squinty, you wouldn’t have known the harrowing ordeal she had gone through.
Sorry for the lack of pictures. The ones I have are all bad grainy cell phone pictures.