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The summer of 2013 was a hard one. I work in the veterinary field, and losing my own pets can be so hard, as I should be able help them.
Ten-year-old Merlin died with no warning. One moment he was there, and the next, with me watching, he was gone. Charlie was only 3 when he started having seizures. They progressed quickly and his quality of life was no longer there. I was down to two cats within just a few months.
In August that summer, I received an email from a veterinarian friend that said, “I’m sending pictures and guilt.” Everyone knows I have a thing for orange tabbies. Sure enough, he was an orange tabby who was maybe 6-weeks-old and had been caught in a car fan belt. The owner of the automotive shop brought him to Dr. Marianne to put him down.
She took him, but once she looked at the injuries, decided he was fixable. And she knew just who to fix him for. I opened the email with my heart closed to another cat. The face that stared back was a ragged-looking orange baby. One ear was torn off, along with most of his tail. Otherwise, he was fine and had a look of fire in his eyes.
At first, I said no, but then my best friend saw him and off we went to see him. They warned me that he did not sit still and would run up me and dive off. So, prepared, I got him out of the cage. He proceeded to climb up to my shoulder, snuggle my face and go to sleep around my neck.
Captain Jack is a crazy adult boy now. Smart, destructive, funny, loving. He was destined to be with me. Thanks to Dr. Marianne to seeing what he could be: A big handsome orange tabby.
Story submitted by Kristy Weldon from Riverside, California.
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