#grayby

Phil was by my side every day. When I lost Widget and Arya, I did not expect to have another bond like that. Phil was attached to my ankles, or always trying to be by my face. He would reach his little paws out. He was also delicate and sensitive on his paws, he did NOT like stepping on crumbs or sand feeling. He would kick his back little feet to get the dust off. One time he limped and I took him to the vet only to discover that he had a small cut that was causing him distress.

It healed just fine, and he had an otherwise healthy and fun life. One morning, he got out, without me seeing him or knowing. I like to tell them to be careful and that I love them whenever they leave (just-ocd-things). I did not do that with Phil this day.

I looked for him for a week. I printed signs. I printed more signs. I mailed signs to all my neighbors. To this day, there are still some signs up.

I was in therapy at the time, and I was expressing all of the steps I was taking, and how I was feeling. One day, I thought to myself that, no matter what condition he was in, that I was ready to have him home. I kept feeling, the whole time I was looking for him, that he was near the house. Well, that was right, since he was very close outside the window I was sleeping near (waiting for him to come home, I slept on the living room couch that week), but he was passed away.

I went outside that day, the day I felt ready, and I found him. I saw his feet, and the healed cut. His body was scanned for a chip and it matched his.

While he was missing, some people called me, they found the flyer online and used his details to try to scam me out of money. They told me that they found him, that he would be ok with life saving surgery, that I would get a grant for the money to cover the surgery, but I would have to put money down. I almost fell for it, since I was so blinded with love for my cat. It was an emotional rollercoaster. I did not pay them anything. They yelled at me and insulted me, even threatened me.

I wish I had more time with Phil, and I feel so sick that he was able to get outside. After that, no one was allowed outside for a very long time (which is how Vivi got pee pad trained).

She looked like a puff ball with eyes. She and Lilly both looked that way, and they would hide in small spaces, only showing the gleam of 4 eyes. She really liked hanging out in the server rack. One day I saw a deceased cat in the street with long black reddish fur, I thought the worst, but then I saw both her and Lilly in the house. I am still not sure, and feel bad for, whoever's cat that was.

Susu used to sit in this tree (that has since blown sideways, still growing), under the leaves and seem to meditate. She is very spiritual. She really reminds me of a cat I used to have called Sagwa. Very nature-loving, spiritual, sensitive girls.

Susu was missing for a few days, and I desperately called out for her. One day, after screaming for her, I got a notification on the door that she was in. I then immediately locked the door, and checked her out. She seemed hungry, and was alert/bright. She then came in my room for pets. When I picked her up, I noticed her abdomen felt different.

Her abdomen was open, and there was a wound about 2 inches long. I took her to the vet asap, and they told me that her abdominal wall tore, and her intestines were coming out of the opening. I worked overtime every day to save up money to get her surgery. She spent that time in the crate, healing. I would play healing, meditative music for her. Her wound closed, externally anyway. As soon as I saved enough money, I went in for a surgeon consult. They looked at the latest images of Susu's abdomen, and they told me that she healed naturally. It is not perfect, but the surgery would be more risky, and if she is functioning, then to leave it be.

She does not currently have a bond with any of her kids, but they do acknowledge her and get to see her every day. It is often that Tigre, Lilly's remaining son, sees both his mom and his dad.

Luna had fallen and broken her pelvis, which she healed from beautifully. After which, she returned home, injured. Upon reviewing the X-ray, it showed a metallic BB pellet in her hip, and a completely broken/shattered leg bone. Despite the high cost, I could not accept her being put down for something that was totally unfair happening to her. I assume it was a neighbor, since it also happened to a few of my goats, but the issue has not occurred since Luna.

The amputation would have been suitable as well, but it cost almost as much as the repair, so I decided to push forward with that, and she dealt with a very long recovery process. I was there each step of the way to put hot compresses on her leg, have rehab time with just she and I, give her medicine for so many weeks. She is now fully ambulatory, running, jumping, and climbing, without pain.