A long post, it tells a story so please read.
Tuesday, 1st November - this lovely ginger cat stops by our garden. Never seen him before, no collar, and really skinny (you could feel his bones and he was incredibly light). At first, we thought "he's got a home to go to" but we couldn't help but feed him.
He'd seemingly disappear so we thought he's gone home, but he kept coming back. My sister put a collar around him as well as a paper RSPCA collar (in the event that if he does have a home). We took him to the vets to get him scanned for a chip (no chip as expected) and were told that he seems to be full from the food we'd given him but noticed he had flea dirt and dirty ears.
The weather of course has been absolutely atrocious and having a cat of our own meant we couldn't bring the stray inside the house. We found the stray constantly sitting outside the patio door or sleeping in the undergrowth / bushes. "This isn't right" I'm thinking, "it's pouring with rain, it's windy, it's cold - where can I give him shelter?".
A shed in the bottom of our garden which hasn't been used was the right place, even though it had no roof. I repaired the roof and thought all was ok but the roof was leaking - I grabbed all the wood and paving slabs I could find in the front garden and it kept the rain out plus I also added some bin liners too.
All seemed okay with this cat, we gave him some old towels to sleep with and left him with cat litter, food and drink in this small little shed. He was always craving affection, always purring but he was never a playful cat, just a loving cat. 2 weeks had gone by and we've still got him, so we're trying to get him rehomed. I'm phoning the RSPCA, Cat's Protection League plus some friends.
However, the last few days he's started acting weird. He'd leave the shed and prefer to sleep head down in the undergrowth / bushes, he wasn't coming to the patio for food and he wasn't eating. My sister (19) who had got a little attached to him noticed this more than I did.
Today he still didn't seem himself but he was still purring and sitting on our klargester as he did. Then, this evening came. My sister comes upstairs and says "come and have a look at the cat, I'm a bit concerned". She should be, the poor little thing had walked out of the shed and (probably) just collapsed laying on the floor not moving. I pick him up to put him in the shed and he falls out of arms meowing. "Call the vets now" i'm saying.
I left my sister with the cat whilst I go and find numbers for the vets, my dad suggests the RSPCA so i call them. I give them all the details and whilst we're doing this, he's been brought in to the house and laying limpless across my sister's lap. He started to become weaker, and by the time the RSPCA had called back - the cat was becoming less and less lively.
The stray was according to the vets, an 8 year old male and neutered. Suspicions, he was dumped. Unfortunately, the cat eventually died in my sister's arms just as the RSPCA got here. He eventually became cold and we handed him over.
My sister, understandably in tears feeling a little helpless. My brother (12) also in tears. It was so sad to see the cat just laying in her arms dieing and because I can't stop thinking about how lovely he was I decided to post the story on here.
Uploaded a couple of pics of him here: http://s1092.photobucket.com/albums/i408/ilovecats2011
Tuesday, 1st November - this lovely ginger cat stops by our garden. Never seen him before, no collar, and really skinny (you could feel his bones and he was incredibly light). At first, we thought "he's got a home to go to" but we couldn't help but feed him.
He'd seemingly disappear so we thought he's gone home, but he kept coming back. My sister put a collar around him as well as a paper RSPCA collar (in the event that if he does have a home). We took him to the vets to get him scanned for a chip (no chip as expected) and were told that he seems to be full from the food we'd given him but noticed he had flea dirt and dirty ears.
The weather of course has been absolutely atrocious and having a cat of our own meant we couldn't bring the stray inside the house. We found the stray constantly sitting outside the patio door or sleeping in the undergrowth / bushes. "This isn't right" I'm thinking, "it's pouring with rain, it's windy, it's cold - where can I give him shelter?".
A shed in the bottom of our garden which hasn't been used was the right place, even though it had no roof. I repaired the roof and thought all was ok but the roof was leaking - I grabbed all the wood and paving slabs I could find in the front garden and it kept the rain out plus I also added some bin liners too.
All seemed okay with this cat, we gave him some old towels to sleep with and left him with cat litter, food and drink in this small little shed. He was always craving affection, always purring but he was never a playful cat, just a loving cat. 2 weeks had gone by and we've still got him, so we're trying to get him rehomed. I'm phoning the RSPCA, Cat's Protection League plus some friends.
However, the last few days he's started acting weird. He'd leave the shed and prefer to sleep head down in the undergrowth / bushes, he wasn't coming to the patio for food and he wasn't eating. My sister (19) who had got a little attached to him noticed this more than I did.
Today he still didn't seem himself but he was still purring and sitting on our klargester as he did. Then, this evening came. My sister comes upstairs and says "come and have a look at the cat, I'm a bit concerned". She should be, the poor little thing had walked out of the shed and (probably) just collapsed laying on the floor not moving. I pick him up to put him in the shed and he falls out of arms meowing. "Call the vets now" i'm saying.
I left my sister with the cat whilst I go and find numbers for the vets, my dad suggests the RSPCA so i call them. I give them all the details and whilst we're doing this, he's been brought in to the house and laying limpless across my sister's lap. He started to become weaker, and by the time the RSPCA had called back - the cat was becoming less and less lively.
The stray was according to the vets, an 8 year old male and neutered. Suspicions, he was dumped. Unfortunately, the cat eventually died in my sister's arms just as the RSPCA got here. He eventually became cold and we handed him over.
My sister, understandably in tears feeling a little helpless. My brother (12) also in tears. It was so sad to see the cat just laying in her arms dieing and because I can't stop thinking about how lovely he was I decided to post the story on here.
Uploaded a couple of pics of him here: http://s1092.photobucket.com/albums/i408/ilovecats2011
Cute cat
