God watches over sparrows, stray cats
If you've ever watched the TV show "Miracle Pets," you know there are otherworldly forces touching the lives of animals.
I've had several spiritual animal experiences over the years, one involving a stray cat named Frank. Frank appeared at the home of my retired neighbors. They didn't want pets, as they travel extensively, but felt sorry for Frank and began feeding him. They even built him a warm cat house for winter.
When they were away, I fed Frank - and fell in love with him. He was the most affectionate cat I'd ever encountered. When we first met, he leaped into my lap, rested his head against my chest and purred.I worried about him, because he sometimes disappeared for a few days. I talked to the neighbors about the importance of neutering, but the husband didn't want to spend money on a pet that "ran off." I explained that an intact male will roam more, which neutering would help, as well as prevent unwanted litters. The wife and I eventually took Frank on the sly for the procedure.
One day she called and said Frank had to find a new home. Her husabnd was irate because Frank scratched a hole in a window screen. I was upset, because I was sure Frank just wanted company. I also knew how hard it is to find an adult cat a home. But I told her I'd do what I could. She said there was no rush, and to tell you the truth, I didn't want Frank to go. I thought I'd take my time and they'd change their mind. I wanted him myself, but I'd just added a second cat to our family, and The Boss was still griping.
But something compelled me to send an e-mail about Frank that very day. For some reason, I didn't notify all my pet friends, just two. I didn't expect a response, as each already had plenty of pets. So I was shocked when I heard immediately from Charlsie Hand Lankford, who said she'd be interested if Frank got along with other animals. Charlsie is a long-time supporter of animal rescues, a true angel with a soft heart who quietly gives financial support to animals in need. Even though I didn't know if Frank liked other animals, she agreed to take him, and I gave him a ride.
The next day, she called said Frank was going to the bathroom outside of the litter box (he was kept in a room by himself until he got used to his new surroundings). I told her sometimes outside cats who've never used litter don't like it. Some don't like a covered box, the type she had. So she got several litter boxes and filled one with sand, one with dirt and one with mulch to see if that would work, and she also removed the lid on the covered box. Lid removal did the trick, and Frank went where he was supposed to.
Because of the accidents, Charlsie kept a close eye on Frank's toilet habits. Then another problem arose - she noticed nothing at all in the box. Being an experienced cat owner, she knew something was wrong and quickly took Frank to her vet.Frank had a severe urinary crystal blockage. If Charlsie hadn't acted promptly, he would have died. After several days at the clinic and hundreds of dollars later, Frank was fine. He has to eat special cat food, but other than that, he's hale and hearty.
Frank's journey amazed me. What made him scratch a screen that day, which in turn made his caretakers say he had to go? What compelled me - knowing there was no rush to find him a new home - to send out an e-mail that same day, something I normally wouldn't have done, especially to Charlsie, whom I hadn't spoken to in ages? What made her say yes? She later told me, "I don't know why I said I'd take him; I have enough pets!" What if he hadn't had bathroom problems that made Charlsie closely monitor the box? All these things happened in a short period, and if just one hadn't occurred, Frank would have died a painful death in the woods.
Two years later, Charlsie says Frank is "a great kitty." His favorite buddy is Smokie, a rottweiler mix who wandered onto the Hand farm years ago as a scared, skinny, flea- and tick- infested pup. Charlsie says Frank and Smokie love to hang out together, maybe because they both came from sad beginnings and now appreciate the good life they share. Charlsie says Frank also loves their Boss, who says he doesn't love cats. Charlsie, however, says he does -he just won't admit it - which goes to show all bosses of pet-loving women are pretty much alike.
I know some force was watching over Frank. Always listen to your inner voice, your gut, your heart, because that universal spirit one day may urge you to help one of God's creations too.
posted by Sandy at 9/11/2007 03:21:00 PM