Okay gang, just to put a cap on this whole Lucky 13 thing this week, here’s the lowdown on the lone cat in the equation.
A couple entries ago, I talked about Mila the Miracle Kitty. It was five minutes to 5:00 PM at the end of our first day of dog selection, and my fellow rescuers and I were standing at the main counter of the shelter, which was just about to close. All of sudden, two women and a young girl came walking in with a shoebox. The Militant (of course) asked if there was an animal in there. They said yes, then popped off the top to reveal one of the sickest cats I’ve ever seen. In fact, the kitty looked dead.
They explained that this kitten had pulled herself out from underneath their house where she had apparently been stuck. No momma or siblings to be found anywhere. (We estimated later that Mila would’ve been trapped there without food or water and without her momma or siblings for three to seven days.) So they basically scooped her up, rinsed the blood off of her, then rushed her to the shelter.
Of course, shelters aren’t really set up to deal with this kind of thing, and we quickly figured out that Mila would’ve likely died there before they would’ve had a chance to euthanize her. She was starving, dehydrated, anemic from all the fleas that were on her (we would eventually count over 60!), and had either a cold and/or some kind of upper-respiratory condition.
So…the Militant – who already has 13 cats at home; all rescues, more than half fosters – “intercepted” her and was quickly en route to a fellow rescuer/kitty expert’s home for special food, meds and consultation. The lady told the Militant that in 20 years of dealing with bottle babies and kittens, she had never seen a kitty so close to death who actually survived. (Then again, we are talking about the Militant here…someone with a very special gift and a very magical home when it comes to healing animals!)
And so the process began. After a quick bath and some flea meds, we got Mila set up with a heating pad and blanket since her body was so cold, and we had to constantly massage her to keep the blood flowing. We also had to syringe feed her a special concoction every 30 minutes, even though she had zero interest in food. In fact, we quickly saw her fiery spirit and defiant nature as she rebelled against every drop we tried to feed her (as you’ll see in the video). But, her survival depended largely on getting nutrients in her body, so we had to do what we had to do…which also included the Militant pulling out that needle and getting some subcutaneous fluids in her.
For the first few hours, we really didn’t know if she was going to make it. Every time we went to check on her, we had to look really close to see if she was still breathing, before lifting her up for another “force-feeding.” Sure enough, she slowly began to get her strength back.
The next morning, the Militant brought her to the vet, where she got another bath and more of her matted fur untangled. She also tested negative for all the usual stuff. And by the time we hit the 24-hour mark later in the day, she was like another kitty.
Scope out this vid for an overview on the order of events:
I’ve talked about synchronicity a lot this past week, and there could be no greater example of it than this little kitty being carried right to us five minutes before the shelter closed. So many things had to happen, at the precise time that they happened, to facilitate such an encounter. And while we’ll likely never know what happened to the rest of Mila’s family, we do know – without a shred of doubt – that she wanted to live…that she somehow willed herself out from underneath that house and in front of these people. She was somehow meant to survive this, and I have no doubt now that, as we get ready for the adoption process here in a few weeks, she will wind up in a very special forever home that she was clearly destined for…
The synchronicity continues.