My husband decided to name him Grady. What a gentle name. Grady did not show up the night before last night. I was a little worried but not for long. Last night he was there waiting with the others for his food. I took a few pictures first, then brought him his food. This time, I was able to pet him and pick him up. He was so light. All I felt under that matted fur was bones. He didn't squirm or fuss, he just seemed to enjoy the kind touch of a human.
Today will be the first day of Grady's rehabilitation. We have antibiotics for him, he will be cleaned up, get some weight on him, then we will find him a forever loving home. One he deserves.
For the person who dumped him, all I can say is "how could you"? "How could you look into those eyes and put him outside to fend for himself"? "How could you feel good about yourself?" I am happy Grady found his way to me.
2 comments:
Your story touched me about your new stray kitty Grady, your such a great person by saving this stray cat. He needed you and thank god he found you! We need more wonderful people like you around. God bless and good luck with him.
Thank you very much for the kind words. I am thankful Grady found me too, and I am praying and hoping he has a full recovery.
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