Find The Will, The Way Will Soon Follow
The first night, very iffy
Looking good, Kid
Yes, he beat the odds. He made it but then I was crushed by the devastating test results, FIV, Leukemia Positive. Or was it FLV? Can't think right now. Usually, you put the kitten down but I know there are people out there that only have these cats and I was determined to find one. Turns out, he ended up with a former colleague of mine who is an absolute angel and volunteer at my local no-kill shelter. There was no way he was going down after beating the odds. See my posts link below on how Aztithromycin can save the sickest of kittens. It has been my saving grace in countless kitten and cat rescues. Check all of my entries regarding this kitten and see how I pulled off the impossible. I kept him too busy to die, I slept on the bathroom floor and never left his side. Balls to the wall. In it to win it!

Well, here he is this past holiday season in his loving home. Can't tell you how much these pics mean to me. I felt guilty at times asking this kitten to hold on...repeating to myself that Emily Dickinson poem to keep from becoming discouraged...
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
Chance
Here's those posts from this summer



Sooo happy yo read this
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OMG, sickitten, I cannot tell you how happy I am to hear all of this good news. When I first heard of this baby, my heart was broken, and I honestly didn't know if he'd make it. Due to you (you have to take a LOT of credit here), he's alive, thriving and beautiful, and he has a wonderful new home. He was a gorgeous kitten and an equally beautiful kittycat. God bless you for taking care of this little angel. I'm not a religious person, but there has to be a place in heaven for someone like you who takes care of God's littlest, most defenseless creatures. Give him a kiss for me!!!
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I am so glad to hear he's found a home. I was actually wondering about him. His photos betrayed his character (trouble maker, curious, intelligent) and his eyes drew me in. Thanks for looking after him. Oh, my favourite cat poem is "My Father Kept His Cats Well Fed" by Kenneth Sherman. It talks about a man who takes in strays.
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you rock. always rocked.
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ya done good, sick!
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