I am really upset this morning as Star has just died this Monday morning in the veterinary hospital in Ronda, Spain. Here is her story :
Just before Christmas last year Hilda rung me to say that she drove past my apartment and there was a kitten in the street below and could I take a look at it. I went down and saw this bag of bones. Even in her condition she was so sweet as she came up to me nuzzling on my leg. I took her home and she was immediately sick bringing up purple liquid with a huge chunk of dog food. Her first poo had more worms than poo. David and Hilda took her to the vet and over time was treated for worms. She ate well, proper cat food this time. She loved milk but had to stop when I was told that cow’s milk is bad for cats.
A couple of weeks passed and the owners of Star created a scene in the street demanding Star to be returned to them. I laid into them after they refused an offer from me to buy her from them. In the end I walked away and told them that there was no way that Star would ever be returned to them. Her whole function was to be a rat catcher in the farm. She was not fed and lived on bugs, grasshoppers and anything that she could find. Poor thing !!
I looked after her as a house cat, who never went beyond the balconies, for 9 months. She was always playing , hiding, sleeping and loved to rip my legs to bits as she jumped up to go to sleep on my lap. Within days she became another member of my family of cats.
On Saturday morning she was her normal self. I noticed, just after noon, that she looked drowsy, her head and tail down. Over the next few hours she wouldn’t eat or drink her water. Sunday morning came and she couldn’t walk. So I called in the local vet, a new young lady called Clara, who recommended that I take her to the vet hospital immediately. Pedro and I arrived there with Star.
The vet did his tests and said that Star’s kidneys were infected and hugely oversize. He administered a drip and kept her in. On phoning this morning the vet told us that she had died just a few moments ago.
So Star. I will miss you dearly. Rest in Peace my little one !! 😥
Ralph xox 😥
PS. Thank you to David & Hilda for your help and advice in raising Star. Also another big thank you to Toni & Pedro who made the phone calls to the vet, drove Star and myself to the hospital and went to the bank to pay the vet’s fees. Thank you.
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