Was driving home from an appointment yesterday and saw what I thought was a scruffy kitten on the footpath. I went back for a better look and it had crossed the busy road and was hiding under a parked car.
After a couple of minutes of talking to it, it came out and let me pick it up and I realised it was skin and bone and had a poorly eye. Took it to the vets who said it is not a kitten but actually about 15 and with a number of health problems.
It is eating and its eye is improving but it has loads of fleas, has a fast heartbeat and appears to have lumps and bumps on its kidneys. So vets are saying prognosis doesn't look good.
Local branch of the RSPCA are paying but say it would be impossible to rehome at that age. If it survives and will get on with my cat and cope ok with my very noisy kids, I'd love to have it, and a man has seen it on Facebook and said he would take it in as well.
It just breaks my heart to think of what this poor cat has been through, and that it might be too late to save it. I'm trying to tell myself that at least if it does have to be put to sleep, it has spent its last few days warm and fed. But I'm sitting here crying.
I don't know what I'm asking really. I guess I just wanted to offload...