I got BG and Zadi together, their previous human went into the hospital, then passed away. These two were left alone in the house for about 3 months. The sister put out an SOS on Facebook, and a place I follow gave it a boost. I resisted at first....
Parker on the other hand, was abandoned, my best guess, when an apartment building next to where I work was emptied out and residents displaced while they renovated. He was scrounging in the parking lot for months, and I got him and another cat to trust me. Last October, I got written up for taking care of them, then told to "get rid of them because they were scratching the tires of the manager's $65,000 Jeep or the manager was going to get rid of them." (good thing I still wear masks at work!!!)
So I made an appointment with my vet, put two carriers in my car, (which cost more than the Jeep, but I digress) and after I clocked out, when I knew they would be looking for me, I saw one, but couldn't catch him. I did manage to grab Parker, and got him checked out. They had an opening the following morning for neutering, so he stayed overnight, and got chipped, dipped, and snipped.
Parker was supposed to go to a Catfe shelter that would take him, but they have a process to check them out first. So Parker went to that appointment, and they determined he needed a bit of training first, as he seemed to have trust issues, so I'd have to keep him a bit longer.
Couple months go by, they still don't have room for him in their special facility, but he's supposed to be next on the list, Year rolls over, yep... he's still here, and overcoming the trust issues, and filling out for sure.
Dec of 2012, I'd gone to the Pizza Hut down the street, and a cat was at the window looking in at a family having their dinner there, and banging against the window at them. I gave her a few scritches before I went in, she tried to get inside, but I kept her from going in. Picked up my order and went back outside. She's back up on the window ledge, so I gave her a few more pats and walked to my car and put my stuff inside. I called out to the cat, and she came running to me, so I went home with my food, and a cat.
Earlier this year, I thought she was dying, as she'd lost her appetite and hadn't eaten anything. Took her to the vet, vet said other than teeth cleaning needing done she was pretty good, gave her an antibiotic, and by the time we got home, she was very hungry and ate well. Earlier this week, the appetite started waning again. This morning I found bloody urine on the floor.
Regular vet didn't have any appointments, so we went to the urgent care vet they recommended. Vet there felt a mass in her abdomen, so xrays and bloodwork were done. Blood work showed she was anemic, xrays showed a mass in her lung and abdomen, whatever it was, grew fast and was spreading.
I gathered up my courage, and let her go, after spending a few minutes hugging her. Run free Moggi, you have pain no more. I am going to miss this sassy talker.