Thanks for sticking around for part 2 of my cat adoption stories. We started with Casey, Spike, Cookie, and Oreo. Today you’ll hear the stories behind Bones and Jack. (Their stories got a little long so we’ll cover Jill, Dora, Onyx, Minnie, Magic, Houdini, Luke, and Queso another day.)
My husband and I had just moved into a condo in Connecticut in 2004. I was traveling for work (like I still do) and Kevin told me he saw a cat by our back patio. I said, “Don’t feed the cat because we already have 2 cats….3 cats would make us crazy cat people”! (Here we are with 9 cats. My new mantra is that “crazy cat people” are people that have 1 more cat than we do. LOL Through the years, that number has been rising).
Kevin didn’t see the cat again after we talked but he called me another time and said the cat is back, but he is limping. Of course, I’m not a monster so I told him to scoop him up. Kevin was able to do that and took him to the vet. We found out that all the bones in his paw were broken straight through. The vet that we saw wanted to put pins in his bones and have them grow together, to the tune of $3000.00. Needless to say, we asked for another option and I’m glad that we did because we found the best vet that we could have ever had! 🙂
“Our vet,” told us that putting pins in would be a waste of time. He suggested that he line up the bones and put on a cast and just let it heal (to the tune of $300). That is what we did and Bones fully recovered. We decided to name him Bones since his paw had broken Bones.
However, we did get some bad news when we took him in. We found out he was FIV +. I’m going to write an article about it in the future, but think of it as HIV in humans. It cannot be spread between cats and humans. We had never heard of it so we didn’t know if it was something that Bones could live with. What we found out is that as long as Bones was an inside cat (which he was going to be), he would live a “normal” life. We were very on top of any colds or sneezes since his immune system wasn’t as strong.
He was a big cat. He looked like a Panther. (Like the ones that you see in front of the Carolina Panthers stadium.) He was not fat but just big and tall. He loved to get petted and LOVED cheese. Bones should have been from Wisconsin like me! 🙂 My favorite thing about Bones was that whenever he would see us, his tail would go straight up and shake. That’s a sign that your cat LOVES you.
He passed away right after we moved to Charlotte in 2016. We believe that he had a massive heart attack. He passed away while we were on the way to the emergency vet. That was one of the worst experiences of my life.