A rescue story with a happy ending!
I just wanted to share my family's happy ending rescue story. The feline in the story has since passed due to kidney failure in 2006, but we had 11 great years with her.
Murphy came to live with my family in early 1995. My brother, who was about 13 at the time, came running in the door to announce that "Gail (a neighbor) had kitties!" We already had 1 year old Jesse the cat, who was a shelter rescue. I remember my dad looking at my mom and rolling his eyes, knowing that we were a 1 cat family no more. Sure enough, my mom came home with Murphy, a six week (estimated) old kitten. The kicker? Our neighbor's husband had caught a man tossing a litter of kittens off a bridge. Murphy and one other littermate were saved by our neighbor, we don't know the number of kittens who weren't saved, and I'm glad for that...it makes me sick just thinking about it.
Murphy turned out to be the sweetest, most loving little ball of Maine Coon fluff there was. She was extremely smart, and within a few months became my mother's third child. When Murphy was diagnosed with kidney disease in early summer 2006, my parents went to the extreme length of giving her fluids from an I.V. bag until December 17th, when she finally had gotten to the point where the fluids no longer helped. My mom had to put down her baby. But she's still grateful for the 11 years she got with her, and it still surprises her when a little ball of Murph's fur will turn up somewhere, three years later, in a bag or under the fridge or some other obscure spot.
Murphy came to live with my family in early 1995. My brother, who was about 13 at the time, came running in the door to announce that "Gail (a neighbor) had kitties!" We already had 1 year old Jesse the cat, who was a shelter rescue. I remember my dad looking at my mom and rolling his eyes, knowing that we were a 1 cat family no more. Sure enough, my mom came home with Murphy, a six week (estimated) old kitten. The kicker? Our neighbor's husband had caught a man tossing a litter of kittens off a bridge. Murphy and one other littermate were saved by our neighbor, we don't know the number of kittens who weren't saved, and I'm glad for that...it makes me sick just thinking about it.
Murphy turned out to be the sweetest, most loving little ball of Maine Coon fluff there was. She was extremely smart, and within a few months became my mother's third child. When Murphy was diagnosed with kidney disease in early summer 2006, my parents went to the extreme length of giving her fluids from an I.V. bag until December 17th, when she finally had gotten to the point where the fluids no longer helped. My mom had to put down her baby. But she's still grateful for the 11 years she got with her, and it still surprises her when a little ball of Murph's fur will turn up somewhere, three years later, in a bag or under the fridge or some other obscure spot.
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