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I've been putting this off, but she deserves this.
Trisha, no tail, front paw poly. Nobody loved her, nobody wanted her. She was brought into the shelter as a stray by a former volunteer. She was "freaky". She was scared of people & ended up being treated for 30 days for ringworm. After that, she was put up for adoption. Poor girl....everyone looked at her as she was so unique. She loved to get her tummy rubbed, be petted, & was very vocal. She was the devil out of her cage. She attacked me once. If she was in a room with you....she would stalk you & then attack when you did not expect it. Tuesday night, Trisha attacked a young volunteer. Thankfully did not bite the girl, but scratched her hand good.
The look, the fear, sorrow, anger, hate....all in one....in her eyes. Trisha was a troubled soul. Not safe to place in a home, her stalking behavior made her unsafe to place on a farm. Somewhere, someone did her wrong....and she paid the ultimate price for that.
Play happily at the Rainbow Bridge Trisha!
I can honestly say that I really did not love that cat, not the way I do most. I was very leery of her. We tolerated each other. And then I couldn't be there for her in the end. She was in the hands of a lovely vet....she was not completely alone.
ETA: She didn't go to the vet yesterday, & we decided to spay her today. Went in for her spay...she was so spooked, was definately an older cat. The vet & tech didn't think she would survive on a farm, so she did get euthanized.
Trisha, no tail, front paw poly. Nobody loved her, nobody wanted her. She was brought into the shelter as a stray by a former volunteer. She was "freaky". She was scared of people & ended up being treated for 30 days for ringworm. After that, she was put up for adoption. Poor girl....everyone looked at her as she was so unique. She loved to get her tummy rubbed, be petted, & was very vocal. She was the devil out of her cage. She attacked me once. If she was in a room with you....she would stalk you & then attack when you did not expect it. Tuesday night, Trisha attacked a young volunteer. Thankfully did not bite the girl, but scratched her hand good.
The look, the fear, sorrow, anger, hate....all in one....in her eyes. Trisha was a troubled soul. Not safe to place in a home, her stalking behavior made her unsafe to place on a farm. Somewhere, someone did her wrong....and she paid the ultimate price for that.
Play happily at the Rainbow Bridge Trisha!
ETA: She didn't go to the vet yesterday, & we decided to spay her today. Went in for her spay...she was so spooked, was definately an older cat. The vet & tech didn't think she would survive on a farm, so she did get euthanized.