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Originally Posted by Miaiam
Garden, when I read your posts about Whispers I learned you have such a huge, golden heart... your pets are lucky guys/gals. 
All your pets are in my prayers, I hope it helps. |
I know this is off topic, but this story about Whispers and Whiskers is so touching and I want you to hear it.
A year ago this past summer, a feral kitten showed up here, maybe all of 6 months, male of course. I began to feed him.
Winter came upon us and so I prepared the barn next door to us with blankets and such for this kitten, who asked me to call him Whiskers.
Last December, I saw who I thought was Whiskers on our front door sill.
What in the world??? To be exact, the day was December the 12th. I didn't see much of him, but he ran when I tried to approach him, so I followed. I found him in our dog igloo and because again, of limited eye space, still thought it was Whiskers, but now I am thinking, OMG!!! he is so sick!!! I ran to get towels from the house (bitter cold day!) to carry him over to the barn.
At the time, I thought, oh oh, my house is full. No vacancy!!!
I carried this tiny kitten to the barn, and when I pulled back the towels I stood there shocked! For there in front of me stood Whiskers (?) emaciated, shaking, frozen barely alive! HUH???
Then, there was a noise in the rafters, and I looked up, getting my second shock! Whiskers was standing on one of the rafters, so who is in front of me who looks EXACTLY like Whiskers except for being close to death???
I didn't waste any more time. I ran back to our home, got food, and ran back with it. This kitten was so starving, he literally threw himself in the bowl of food with the last bit of his strength and couldn't move. He lay sprawled in the food, and gobbled as fast as he could. (of course later that night he threw all the food up!)
I began to ball my eyes out! OH OH OH! This poor baby I couldn't leave in the barn, for he wouldn't have made the night. He was nothing but bone! Yep! I scooped him up and brought him into the house, not having a clue where to put him. As I ran with him, I am desperately thinking how I am going to do this.... what, where, how, etc.......
Looooooooooooooooooooooong story short>>>>>He ended up in our mater bathroom, with the door closed, and that is where I nursed him back to health. I honestly didn't think he was going to make it that first night, and there was no way on earth I was going to subject a feral kitten, this sick to a vet hospital. Absolutely not! So, I took the responsibility and around the clock for months, brought him back to health.
That was last December through March. Zoom forward to today.
This kitten FYI wanted me to call him Whispers.
So, now we have Whiskers back here for food and shelter for the winter months, who is staying nights under our back stairs. (see Fed the White Stray thread to see pics of what we have done for a shelter)... Whispers, every single night, waits by the door (tears) for his brother, and when he sees him, gets so excited, begins to sing. He sings when he gets excited.
I moved one of our kitchen chairs right next to the glass on the door, and all night,
every night, Whispers, lays on that chair and keeps his brother company. He gets the saddest look in his eyes sometimes as though he wants to smell and touch and be with his brother, but he knows that is not possible. Whispers is of a delicate nature, still very thin, and without any winter fur. He wouldn't make it outside at all. I just know.
I have never seen anything like this, never! These two cats look exactly alike, and they have the same type of personalities. They wanted very similar names.....Whispers and Whiskers. And the bond between these two is something that just clutches at my heart and does not let go. It was Whiskers who somehow brought his dying brother here to me, so that I could heal him. I still to this day don't know where they came from or how this little guy did what he did to get Whispers here.
I am ending this with questions. Is is possible that these two brothers came from ONE fertilized egg, as in identical twins??
Is that possible in cats??? Has anyone ever heard of such a thing??? These two are soul mates, identical to look at except now Whiskers is larger then Whispers due to the necessary padding for winter from all the food I feed him. And Whiskers has a bushier tail then Whispers. They look alike, they act alike, and the bond.........wow!!! Unbelievable!!!
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One vet I worked with saw the connection between dry food and cat health issues back in the early 1970s. It may have even been the late 60s. He remembered the days before cat kibble since he graduated from Cornell U. before kibble came out. He was the only vet I knew who encouraged people to feed canned food only. He feared raw foods due to possible bacterial and parasitical infestation. I remember my first cat (early 1950s) getting a canned food called Puss-N-Booths. It looked and smelled like some kind of fish. My mother also gave the cat evaporated milk and trimmings from the meat before she cooked it. It was rare to see an obese cat in those days and diabetes was even more rare. Sadly I'll add that most cats back then in NY were indoor-outdoor cats and didn't live long enough to suffer from old age ailments such as arthritis or kidney and heart failure. I think your Molly will do fine. 
Your vet will monitor her liver and kidney functions. If she doesn't offer to - ask her to do it. 
