MY STORY

My story.

This is my story. My name is Arnie, I am around Five years old. 

Here is a picture of myself:

Am I not just the sweetest ever? Everyone falls in love with me!

I'm not sure exactly my date of birth as I never had any owners before my ‘now Mummy’, but the date she collected me we are calling my birthday’.

At Cats Protection, who rescued me on 01/08/2015, the vet checked me over and that's how they came up with Five years old; from my quality of skin, fur, teeth, gums, claws and eyes.

Cats Protection came to my rescue after I was spotted after a suspected RTA and I severely injured. My hips, tailbone and left eye were all affected. But luckily with treatment most healed well alone. Although my eye didn't. No matter what they did, my eye just wouldn't take to the treatment and kept getting worse. So they consulted vets and others and decided it was best to remove my eye; as it was dying and I could no longer see out of it. My eye was painful, weepy and causing me problems.

I'm glad they decided this option.

So on 14/07/2015 they done the operation to remove my left eye whilst casentrating me; I hope they kept the instruments separate for infection risk!

I think I healed pretty well from it actually and still am. I caught my scab a few days ago though but luckily it had healed enough by then to not be affected and the vet just done another clean up and took my stitch out which made it a lot cleaner finish. In time should look a lot neater finish; so I won't look like a bruiser.

I then spent a few more weeks with my friends who rescued me at Cats Protection and they kept check on my weight, overall health and diet.

They then had a woman come see me who had a walking stick and a feeding tube. I was extra careful around her to not knock her over or knock her stick. I didn't react to her tube either. We had some fuss together and she asked a lot of questions about me. She was very happy and got the worker to mark on my door straight away that I had a home.

I was going home! I had a new Mummy!

A few days later my new Mummy turned up to collect me, after the vet had checked me over once again and gave me the finial clearance that I could go to my Mummy.

When I moved home, I was collected as soon as Cats Protection opened; with a soft carrier with clear windows on the sides. My friends at Cats Protection gave my blanket to my new Mummy for me to take to my new home. I was quite happy about this. Something of mine I could take to know I was safe and have comfort in unfamiliar surroundings.

My blanket is multicoloured and knitted.

In the car I just laid down for the thirty minute journey  so content. We stopped a couple times and Mummy raised me up in my carrier so I could see out the car window. Oh I loved that.

Once we got to my new home Mummy set up my room where I would be, my bowl, litter tray, bed, toys and opened the carrier. She done this whilst I was there so I could see where things were rather than me nervous and not know where the toilet was.

I went and hid behind the washing machine straight away as I was frightened. I'm not sure why as I loved my new home and my new Mummy. After a few hours I decided to seek out and investigate. Mummy was very patient.

The next few days I kept jumping on the worktops and got told ‘no’, I was a bit naughty. But I have learnt now. We have a routine and I have soon Learnt that now.

Bye