I am happy to finally report that I found my cat. He was living under a house down the block. My Dad’s next door neighbor told me yesterday that he saw my cat on a neighbor’s porch. I talked to the lady who lived at the house and she told me he came to her porch every morning and thought that maybe he stayed under her house.
I took a bag of cat food to the house, shook it and called the cat. Nothing. Then he poked his head out and looked at me. I think he didn’t recognize me. Remember he is 17 years old. He came toward me because I had scattered food on the walk. I grabbed him and he seemed to know who I was.
I took him to the vet to make sure he was okay. He weighed 6.6 pounds, just a pile of bones. He was very dehydrated. They gave him 400cc of intravenous fluid. $302 later, I took him to Doggie in the Window to have a bath. He was full of fleas.
They called me back because he was hissing and mad. He was like a wild cat toward the doggie washers. I had to hold him while he was rinsed off.
Now he is home at my Dad’s house. I never thought I would ever see him again.
He is now behind the blinds in my Dad’s bedroom, his favorite spot. He acts like he never left.
Thank you everyone for all your prayers and support. It worked. I have my Max home. He would not have lasted much longer without food..
Also, thanks for stopping by. I couldn’t wait to tell everyone.
My Dad’s cat is no longer an only child. He actually is happy.