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Kitty Boy
Tuesday a week ago a cat who had an injured arm appeared in our yard. Bobo didn't mind (he often chases strangers away) and we started feeding him. Thursday we were able to entice him inside, first onto a porch and then into the house. Again, Bobo didn't mind.
The cat got a temporary name of Kitty Boy and quickly became the darling of both Bobo and Molly (and me too). He was more than half starved and even though we'd been feeding him outside, it definitely wasn't nearly enough. The right arm had been seriously injured and we planned to take him to vet if we couldn't find his people.
Here are two pictures of Kitty Boy taken on Sunday after he moved in, one showing his sweet face and the other his injured right arm. In the first, where he's standing, he's holding his arm and paw off the floor though it's not that obvious in the photo.
Molly took him to the vet on Wednesday after we were pretty sure that his strength and trust in us was enough to stand the ordeal. Going to the vet begins with a 3/4 mile ATV ride over a bumpy road to where the vehicles are parked. After the x-ray the vet gave Molly the bad news. Kitty Boy had been shot and the bullet had passed through his arm, barely missing his chest (a smidgen closer would have been too close), but had destroyed the bone. His right arm would need to be amputated.
He had the surgery on Thursday and we picked him on Friday. He was happy to get back to his new home (ATV ride and all) and hopped about on three legs to check out his food dish and the litter box. He even was able to manage the three steps down to the house addition.
This photo was taken first thing Saturday morning and he's not awake yet. The redness is some bruising from the surgery and the red spot below the sutures is one of the bullet's holes.
The first three days after the surgery are the when problems are most likely to appear and we're just past two days and counting. So far, though, Kitty Boy's been doing really well -- much better than I ever expected so soon.
The cat got a temporary name of Kitty Boy and quickly became the darling of both Bobo and Molly (and me too). He was more than half starved and even though we'd been feeding him outside, it definitely wasn't nearly enough. The right arm had been seriously injured and we planned to take him to vet if we couldn't find his people.
Here are two pictures of Kitty Boy taken on Sunday after he moved in, one showing his sweet face and the other his injured right arm. In the first, where he's standing, he's holding his arm and paw off the floor though it's not that obvious in the photo.
Molly took him to the vet on Wednesday after we were pretty sure that his strength and trust in us was enough to stand the ordeal. Going to the vet begins with a 3/4 mile ATV ride over a bumpy road to where the vehicles are parked. After the x-ray the vet gave Molly the bad news. Kitty Boy had been shot and the bullet had passed through his arm, barely missing his chest (a smidgen closer would have been too close), but had destroyed the bone. His right arm would need to be amputated.
He had the surgery on Thursday and we picked him on Friday. He was happy to get back to his new home (ATV ride and all) and hopped about on three legs to check out his food dish and the litter box. He even was able to manage the three steps down to the house addition.
This photo was taken first thing Saturday morning and he's not awake yet. The redness is some bruising from the surgery and the red spot below the sutures is one of the bullet's holes.
The first three days after the surgery are the when problems are most likely to appear and we're just past two days and counting. So far, though, Kitty Boy's been doing really well -- much better than I ever expected so soon.
(Anonymous)
Kitty Boy