This year our family has changed here at the ranchette. In April, we had a barn kitten born with what I believe is Spina Bifida or something of the sort. Her back legs don’t work right. I wanted to move Scooter into the house as soon as the kitten was weaned. My hubby refused.
Fast forward to September. Scooter kitty moved into the house after a visit to our vet. Scooter became Zsuzsanna. She may be tiny but has a big personality, and doesn’t hesitate to let us know what she wants or needs.
I honestly didn’t know if I could do this, but here we are. I wouldn’t change a thing. Yes, it is work. A LOT of WORK. Diapers, cleaning her bottom after bathroom trips, bathing, and water therapy. And there is the good of it. Her following me around the house, chattering to me. The feel of her warm little body curled up next to me in the chair as I write, with her purring and napping. I have gained her trust, her love, and her affection and it is worth every bit of the work.
I know some people would question me. Why didn’t I have her put to sleep? I talked to my vet. Dr. M evaluated Zsuzsanna’s condition and let me know what I needed to do to care for her! Zsusanna is in no pain. She is happy and healthy. I am feeding her quality kitten food in an attempt to put some weight on her before we have her spayed. Again. UNDER DOCTOR’S ORDERS AND CARE.
Earlier, she was following me around and chattering, refusing to go sit in the chair out of the way. I sat down to write this blog post and she climbed up in my lap, snuggled up with her chin on my arm, and went to sleep.
The quality of my life has certainly improved. I spend 10 minutes daily on the elliptical. I eat better. I move more with her needing care.She encourages me to go to bed at a decent time and take breaks when needed. Right now, I’m not sure who rescued whom.
until next time