Posted on 04/15/2012 4:23:35 PM PDT by Clintonfatigued
The 18-month-old ginger tabby cat was missing for nearly three weeks before he managed to limp home to Haughley with two broken legs.
Owner Kara Hayward, 38, believes he was injured in a hit and run after going missing on March 11.
The mum-of-three said: I saw him on the Saturday evening, but he did not come in on the Sunday morning. He had gone out before for about a day or so hunting but he would always be here to wake me up for breakfast.
On the Sunday afternoon I asked my husband, Paul, if he had seen him but he could not remember. I contacted the local vets on Monday to see if anyone had taken him in, but they had not had anything.
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But just when they thought Horace was gone forever, the bleoved cat limped through the door of the family home in Ladyfield on Friday, March 30 - 18 days after he was last seen.
He had lost a lot of weight and was struggling to walk with his two broken legs.
I saw him trying to walk and I could see that something was not right. What was obvious was that both legs were broken, so I took him to our local vets in Haughley but they said that it just does not happen, cats surviving this long, they would have given him five days, 10 days at most, said Mrs Hayward.
Horace has now had two operations to fix the two broken legs at Christchurch Veterinary Surgery, in Ipswich.
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Raccoons can be unpredictable and aggressive kinda like a little bear. They can also carry rabies which was my immediate concern with my dog.
I called the vet and she said that my dog should be fine because his shots are up to date and he’s young and healthy. I also sent her a picture of the coon which she said looks exceptionally healthy.
Our cats have all been indoor until we adopted a neglected office cat from across the street. Jackson was an indoor-outdoor cat that the office workers just left out on the weekends to forage for himself. He became best friends with our dog, and Gypsy wouldn’t settle down until Jackson was in for the night. He so loved the outdoors, but would come in to use the litter box if the ground was too wet, and then mew to go back out.
We were always terrified that Jackson would be hit by a car, he roamed all the streets, alleys and railroad right-of ways near our house. We were heartbroken to find that he had passed away under the living room chair at the age of 2 1/2 to 3 years of age, three months after we had formally adopted him, shots, microchipped and city tags. He had been fine when we went to bed, a little sullen because we had not let him out (it was Halloween), but otherwise, fine. We had a necropsy done and the vet determined that Jackaon died of cardio-myopathy, but also had heartworms, although they did not cause his death. We have thanked God more than once for having Jackson die at home, rather than when he was out, and have us never know what happened to him. We did so love that cat.
Thank you for sharing that touching story.
I leant a friend down the way my trap. He caught the Raccoon he was after with it the other day, and took it for a ride in his pick em up truck to another side of the valley.
He got tired of sitting watching television, looking up at the sliding glass door to the patio, and seeing the Raccoon peering at him. Made him feel rather uneasy being watched by the masked invader.
Hope the Jack Russel is OK, and hopefully he learned a valuable lesson about Raccoons.
Raccoons are nasty little critters - I don’t let them get near our house if I know about it. If I do, they get a bullet or two and then off to the ravine to feed the coyotes (about a half a mile away) - the coyotes are my other nemesis.
I shot one back in January - got him in his right front leg - I was about 80 to 90 feet from him and shot him with a 9mm handgun. Sure wished I had my shotgun with me then. I tracked him in the snow for about an hour until I wised up and realized he was not going to stop to heal and all that was going to happen was I was going to get really seriously tired.
...... how did I get on that ......
SQUIRREL !!!!!
I have two beloved indoor cats...and my heart goes out to the kitty and the family!
I have hopes to see all my kitties in heaven when I get there!
It always tears me up when a cat gets old and sick and I have to have them put down.
They are like little bears, aren’t they? lol
Glad your pup is o.k.
My 12-year old female had that happen a few years ago, some wild dogs got up on the porch where she and her grandson were sleeping, she broke her leg in two places trying to get away and was missing for days before I found her hiding in the back woods (this in the middle of winter). The vet told us to keep her (and eventually her 10-year old grandson) indoors from then on.
Cats have nine lives. Problem is figuring out which one they are on.
Poor furbaby. RIP. Sorry for your loss. He lived a good long life, though.
Beautiful.....If he were mine I’d name him “Rubio” (:
Me too...and this happened so fast so I know he wasn’t suffering....
Thanks....
Your orange cat is crosseyed
Sorry for your loss. You have my complete sympathy and understanding, for I have been where you are now.
So sorry for your loss.....
Please call a couple no kill shelters and ask them if they know someone who has a ‘drop trap’. I have one and get calls all the time (in fact this morning) to help trap injured or hard to trap cats.
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