Three weeks ago a couple brought an injured cat into the veterinary clinic. I happened to be there doing some paperwork for the Uffda Fund when they arrived. They were carrying the feline in question in a large plastic lidded tote, not the usual sort of kitty carrier one sees. The woman said that the cat had entered their house through a pet door into the kitchen. Although it was obviously frightened the little tabby allowed the man to touch it as they put some food out for it along with the resident cats. They could see that one of its back feet had been mangled and it was not putting any weight on that foot. As soon as its belly was full the cat quickly slipped out the pet door. The following day it was back, and the couple was able to put the cat into the tote and deliver it to the clinic. These are not wealthy people by any standards but they could not bear to see this animal so in need of care. They were prepared to pay whatever was necessary to save the cat and if it was beyond help they would pay for euthanasia. We carried the tote into the examination room. Carefully prying open the lid we expected the worst, a pitiful creature in the last stages of succumbing to its injuries. Instead the lid blew off with an explosive force as the cat flew out of the box. The smell of putrified flesh was overwhelming. The cat was backed into a corner, hissing, growling and looking like a creature out of a Tolkein fantasy. This cat was definitely not ready to shed its mortal coil. Once the vet and her assistant manged to secure the angry beast they were able to assess the injuries. It appeared that the cat, or rather the kitten, as it was not more than 12 weeks old had fallen victim to a trap, or perhaps had become ensnared ina vehicle engine fan. The kitten's back foot was so mangled it needed amputation and its tail had also been broken in several places. She was obviously feral, but seemed to know that she needed help.
I saw the little tabby yesterday.She has really responded to treatment. Her foot could not be saved and her tail is now a little stump but she has learned to adapt without these appendages. She is still feral although she is getting accustomed to people and the other pets. The couple is anxious to take her home, semi-wild or not. This is one little tabby with a will to survive, minus most of her tail and one foot. She doesn't have a name yet but she has a wonderful furever home waiting to welcome her. We are happy that Uffda was there to offer some hope and some help. I have not been able to get a photo of this kitten, but she resembles the accompanying picture of our Abigail the Tabbytail.