Freedom

It's been exactly one week since little Violet arrived at our place. "Skunk Girl", as she was called, has overcome 99% of her URI and has developed a healthy appetite for all kinds of food.

While we will still wait a few days until she can meet the other pets, tonight we are letting her free in the bedroom while we sleep. No more being cooped up in the ensuite. No, This little gal has earned the right to QUIETLY explore the room tonight while we sleep. I think she will be fine.

That Magical Moment...

.... When the most pitiful cat you've ever met, sick with an URI, finally starts eating on her own after days of force feeding! Our little Violet is doing so much better! She's still fur and bones but she is meowing now and says hello when she sees us. She likes to wander around the bedroom but her fave spot is on the duvet by the window, listening to the birds outside and watching the sunshine through the trees. We can't wait until her sneezing stops and she can join the rest of us in the household.

Violet's Recovery Part 2

Violet is still a tiny thing as I can feel the bones in her spine when I pet her, but she is gaining strength and her curiosity to explore the house is moving along full steam.

Tonight, we let her out of the ensuite and into the bedroom. She had fun climbing over the duvet and just chilling with us as we got ready for bed.

She is less congested everyday, but still sneezes so it will still be a few days yet before she can meet the resident pets . (Though I must admit our dog Charlotte sneaked in one morning to no fan fare at all-it would appear our little Violet isn't fazed by dogs!)

Violet's Recovery Pt.1

We're happy to report that Violet's health has improved much over the last 24 hours!  Certainly the meds are working away in her tiny little body.  She's still quite congested but no longer breathes through her mouth.  While she's still not eating on her own, she has been using the litterbox and purrs up a storm as soon as we walk into the room.

Today she's gets her hunger stimulant pill, hopefully that will get her eating on own soon.  Though I don't mind force feeding her, as she doesn't bite or put up a fight about it.  But, she will get up off my lap and leave when she's had enough, lol.  She always returns to her spot next to the baseboard heater, probably because it keeps her warm and toasty.  Smart gal.

Violet

Last night we picked up Foster Cat No.11 from the vet's office in Mississauga.  She's the most pitiful looking creature I've ever seen.  Approx. 5 months old, she weighs practically nothing and is all skin and fur.  Well, actually, she's missing a lot of the fur on her back, tail, and hind legs.  The shelter and vet think she was shaved by her previous owners, but no one knows why.

To make matters worse, she's got a nasty case of upper respiratory virus and is confined to the upstairs bathroom so as to not infect the resident pets.  Her nose is so congested she has to breathe through her mouth.  It's a pretty scary thing to see - this poor thing gasping for air constantly.  She's also stopped eating, so I'm force feeding her.  She's on medication and is being quite a little lady about all of this.  Despite her appearance, she's very sweet and trusting and loves to snuggle on our laps.

First Post

I decided to start a blog about our adventures (or lack thereof) in fostering abandoned cats.  I dabbled in fostering a few years ago, but last summer when my 10 year old buff and white cat Gigi passed, I decided then and there to save as many cats and kittens as I could, in memory of all the wonderful felines that, sadly, perish everyday. 

So let's get this started!