Tale of One Kitty
This is the tale of a little cat named Poof. It began 16 and a half
years ago, when I was 8 months pregnant, and my ex husband and I went
for a walk in Thompson Park in Jamesburg. It was very hot, up in the
90s, and we knew a real hike was out of the question. However, we went
over to the sign with the map of the park, to see if we could walk a
little in shade. To our horror, we heard a kitten meowing loudly near
We thought she was in it!
Fortunately, this was not so. A funny looking little kitty came bounding
up to us as fast as her tiny legs would carry her. She had a meow all
out of proportion to her 6- 7-week-old size, and sounded like a siren.
We picked her up and she snuggled and cried. So did I, for how could
some bastard dump a kitten that young out in the middle of nowhere,
where a fox or owl could eat her? No mother cat nor other kittens were
present, and her friendliness was a clue that she was not a feral, but
a victem of deliberate abandonment.
We were outraged.
We gave her water and the meat from our sub sandwiches. While she was
climbing all over us, she fell off my ex husband's shoulders and bellyflopped
in the dirt with a loud POOF! We named her on the spot.
Little did we know she had claimed us as well as us claiming her.
We took her home, we took her back and forth to the vets, we quarantined
her in the garage for several weeks while she was wormed and inoculated,
and eventually we introduced her to our other two cats, Sassy and Freyja,
may they now both rest in Basts arms in peace. Soon, we also introduced
her to our newborn son, Sean, and we began our journey through life
Poof got along well with everybody. She was bottom cat on the kitty
totem pole, but the others loved and played with her. She and my son
tried clumsily to play with each other, too, as baby and kitten grew.
Even now, he and she have a special bond.
Poof survived two more disasters in her life. Once she got out and was
mauled by an unknown animal. Had she not had rabies shots, we would
have had to surrender her to euthanasia. As it was we had to do an in-house
quarrantine in a cage for 6 months, with a list of rabies symptoms to
watch for, and a threat from the state that if they inspected and she
was out, they would shoot her on sight. She made it. She also was once
accidentally locked in the landladys garage with her potted plants
while the landlady cleaned out the greenhouse, and ate one of them,
which poisoned her. She staggered out, foaming, and I had to take her
to the vet's for emergency treatment. Again, she made it.
Eventually we moved to a house in South River. The marriage ended. Sassy
died, and another cat, Max, joined my household. Freyja also passed
on, like Sassy, from advanced age (both were 17). Max, unfortunately,
suffered kidney failure, and had to be euthanized, at 8 and a half.
Poof walked the halls and stairs each night and cried for each of them.
She also cried with me during my divorce, and health problems. She was
that kind of an empathic cat. She also brought her stuffed toy mousies
and dropped them in bed next to my face, endlessly. Whenever I have
troubles, she comes to me, taps me with a paw, and sits with me and
stares into my eyes and purrs loudly. Cat Reiki, anybody? Her latest
conquest is to get people to turn the tap on in the bathroom sink.
We now have a young cat Toby, who is a brat, and yet she has gotten
him to kiss and lick her when she tilts her head. She greets everybody
with a purr, a kiss, and an upturned tail. Even the vet.
Right now Poof is 16 and a half, and has a small mammary tumor. I got
the pre-op bloodwork done for her, and it came back that she is healthy
enough to survive surgery. All I need, Bast willing, is to raise money
enough - $200-300 (Im still negotiating) to get it done. Shes
This cat is my special friend. And special in her own right. She is
teaching me new things about love. Can you help her with me? If so,
may Bast Bless you and your kitties!!!
Carol: Poof made it!
She survived the surgery (which i gave permission to be more extensive
than originally planned (radical mastectomy all along the teat/nipple
line on one side, as opposed to a simple lumpectomy), did well, and
is resting comfortably at the vet's. She will be staying overnight,
and coming home tomorrow!!! - Many thanks to y'all, to the Goddens,
and to the vet, dr Slade, for making this mini miracle possible!!!
For more on Poof's miraculous story, click here!