Comments on: In Honor of Patch http://blog.sacredpaws.org/2008/09/10/in-honor-of-patch The Sacred Paws Blog Tue, 15 Jun 2010 22:07:17 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0 By: Jonathan http://blog.sacredpaws.org/2008/09/10/in-honor-of-patch/comment-page-1#comment-6511 Jonathan Fri, 12 Sep 2008 13:56:15 +0000 http://blog.sacredpaws.org/?p=538#comment-6511 Wow, what a great story. Thanks so much for sharing! Wow, what a great story. Thanks so much for sharing!

]]> By: YummY! http://blog.sacredpaws.org/2008/09/10/in-honor-of-patch/comment-page-1#comment-6509 YummY! Fri, 12 Sep 2008 02:08:21 +0000 http://blog.sacredpaws.org/?p=538#comment-6509 Oh, what a tearjerker! Oh, what a tearjerker!

]]> By: Fuzzy Logic http://blog.sacredpaws.org/2008/09/10/in-honor-of-patch/comment-page-1#comment-6508 Fuzzy Logic Fri, 12 Sep 2008 02:07:58 +0000 http://blog.sacredpaws.org/?p=538#comment-6508 Thank you for sharing that story. I'm constantly amazed and impressed by the wisdom of animals. Thank you for sharing that story. I’m constantly amazed and impressed by the wisdom of animals.

]]> By: RHz http://blog.sacredpaws.org/2008/09/10/in-honor-of-patch/comment-page-1#comment-6507 RHz Thu, 11 Sep 2008 14:21:51 +0000 http://blog.sacredpaws.org/?p=538#comment-6507 Brought tears to my eyes. I, too, do TNR. I help run a cat rescue (catsandkittens.org) and for over a year, I spent all my free time trying to catch the little black kitty who showed up by my house (we have a cat colony where I live - down to 5, originally near 40). We named her Boo, because she had wide, wide eyes that looked as if she'd been startled. She would come up to us when we'd feed, but wouldn't get in any trap. She watched as I hauled off many of the ferals in my neighborhood and was like, yeah right. I would sit outside at night and talk to her in the yard and she knew me, but would only come like Patch, on her terms. She disappeared for a while and I was frantic, thinking something terrible happened. She came back, and it looked like she was prego. I overdid efforts then, and Boo disappeared for another while. When she came back, she was skinny, ravenous, and ate like no tomorrow. A week of this, and she sat next to me one night and purred. I took a chance and she let me pet her. Wouldn’t get in the trap, and I couldn’t grab her yet, but she let me touch her. A few weeks of this, and I was able to scoop her up one night and bring her in the house, into a cage. Took her down to the vet the next day to fix her, vaccinate and test. She not only had FIV, but leukemia and a terrible infection in her mouth. Within two days, she became worse. After discussing the options with two vets, our rescue director and trying to listen to logic instead of my heart, we put her down and I held her in my arms and loved her during those last minutes. I have never in my life been so upset over a rescue turning out this way; I sobbed for weeks and even now, I will sit outside and talk to her even though she’s not there physically. I actually had her cremated, that’s how much this one rescue meant to me. And now, every time I rescue and TNR, I do it for her. Many hugs to your friends for being brave and dealing with that. Brought tears to my eyes. I, too, do TNR. I help run a cat rescue (catsandkittens.org) and for over a year, I spent all my free time trying to catch the little black kitty who showed up by my house (we have a cat colony where I live – down to 5, originally near 40). We named her Boo, because she had wide, wide eyes that looked as if she’d been startled. She would come up to us when we’d feed, but wouldn’t get in any trap. She watched as I hauled off many of the ferals in my neighborhood and was like, yeah right. I would sit outside at night and talk to her in the yard and she knew me, but would only come like Patch, on her terms.

She disappeared for a while and I was frantic, thinking something terrible happened. She came back, and it looked like she was prego. I overdid efforts then, and Boo disappeared for another while. When she came back, she was skinny, ravenous, and ate like no tomorrow. A week of this, and she sat next to me one night and purred. I took a chance and she let me pet her. Wouldn’t get in the trap, and I couldn’t grab her yet, but she let me touch her. A few weeks of this, and I was able to scoop her up one night and bring her in the house, into a cage. Took her down to the vet the next day to fix her, vaccinate and test. She not only had FIV, but leukemia and a terrible infection in her mouth. Within two days, she became worse. After discussing the options with two vets, our rescue director and trying to listen to logic instead of my heart, we put her down and I held her in my arms and loved her during those last minutes. I have never in my life been so upset over a rescue turning out this way; I sobbed for weeks and even now, I will sit outside and talk to her even though she’s not there physically. I actually had her cremated, that’s how much this one rescue meant to me. And now, every time I rescue and TNR, I do it for her. Many hugs to your friends for being brave and dealing with that.

]]> By: Jeni http://blog.sacredpaws.org/2008/09/10/in-honor-of-patch/comment-page-1#comment-6506 Jeni Wed, 10 Sep 2008 16:17:59 +0000 http://blog.sacredpaws.org/?p=538#comment-6506 I really think that the people who do TNR are angels. This labor of love paid off, because they got that love back from Patch even if it was in the end. =( Jeni Jenis last blog post..<a href="http://shelteroftheheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/charlies-story-chance-for-change.html" rel="nofollow">Charlie's Story - A Chance For Change</a> I really think that the people who do TNR are angels. This labor of love paid off, because they got that love back from Patch even if it was in the end.

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Jeni

Jenis last blog post..Charlie’s Story – A Chance For Change

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