Laugh. Learn. Love cats.
Pierre is waiting patiently at the table for dinner. What at fine young man he has become that he is willing so sit at his seat and wait to be served. Ironically, he is the only one of the three that will (for the most part, if you don’t count dessert) not really eat people food.
On Ashton’s Gotcha-Versary, she got to have something super special!
She got to have chicken noms out of a bowl!
She showed amazing dexterity with her paws…
Both of them. She used them to move the bowl and to get the noms out to her satisfaction. Because every good kitty knows noms taste better when they have floor or window (or whatever you are standing on) flavor on them.
When she was done with her splendid treat, she left her mess behind for “the help” (aka her peeps) to it clean up.
July 8 is the first anniversary of Ashton’s gotcha day. It’s hard to believe that it has been a year since Ashton arrived!
Ashton was a rescue in the literal sense, found in a highway median, unable to use her hindquarters to walk, something that probably saved her life by keeping her from running in front of the traffic that thundered past, feet away, obviously terrifying her. One side of her face was terribly swollen and her left eye was ruined. She was rescued in a rubbermaid bin, and that’s where the first picture was taken of her, on the way to the vet.
We won’t ever know what happened to make her land in the highway median, but the trip to the vet was expected to be a mercy euthanasia. The vet had other ideas. After an X-ray, the vet suggested, “Why don’t you take her home for a couple days and see how she does?”
The other cats were interested in what was wrapped in a blanket with a hot water bottle. They weren’t all pleased when they realized what had arrived.
The new kitten got her very own cage in the sunroom, and soon recovered the ability to stand and walk.
She underwent a proper inspection by Inspector N.
After a few days, she started to be allowed out on supervised visits. She had to wait a while to be strong enough for eye surgery, but in the meantime, she wanted to play with the big boys!
After she had recovered, she had surgery to remove the remains of her ruined eye and gained the trademark Ashton wink.
She recovered more, and she grew…
and grew…
and grew!
A year later, she’s a big girl, healthy and happy. She rules the house from her throne.
Happy gotcha day, Ashton!
