Becoming Myself

Thought I’d update y’all! We’re currently fostering this bébé after trapping him when he was living under our deck for about five days.

We’ve been calling him Woodley; he’s about 9/10 weeks old with a really bad case of ringworm that’s resulted in almost complete hair loss of his tail. He had his first round of vaccines and dewormer and is being treated for the ringworm and some intestinal parasites.

He is an incredibly spicy foster baby. I’ve fostered around 28 feral kittens (most from the neonatal age) because I used to be a veterinary technician. Somehow even after my employment I just keep finding feral kittens. The curse of the vet tech lmao

Anyway, he’s getting boosters and his FeLV (feline leukemia) test in a few weeks and will have been about a month into his ringworm treatment by then and hopefully can get him into a rescue group while still fostering him because we have a cat dad extraordinaire adult cat who LOVES foster kittens and teaches them the all important cat socialization, grooming, and healthy play.

Unsure about coat length, I would guess he’ll be a medium hair. As for his color, he seems to be a chocolate colored kitty but who knows if it stays that way. We’ve had him for 2.5 weeks now and it’s some real slow socialization progression but he’s really made some strides in the past two days and demands snugs now (even though he forgets who I am the minute I put him down lmao).

I miss you.

I think of the good times more often than the bad.

I wish I knew exactly what I did wrong.

Maybe we jut grew apart but I wish we didn’t.

I dream about you often. Those dreams make me cry.

I hope someday I could know you again.

Maybe I never really knew you at all.

I understand if that day never comes.

I have to let go now.

I’m sorry but I know I can’t be.

I’ve loved you always.

I love you still.

ReBecca DeFazio