This girl rarely gets the spotlight treatment. The reason being, she has nothing but disdain for me, therefore leaving her out of my presence. Unless Mark is in the room. He is the Holy Grail for cats, and most certainly this cat. She is part of the litter born to a stray mama in the barn, spring 2015. One of four, two boys, two girls. They are all still with us. Three of the four were in and out of the house cats, she being one of them. She also would disappear for weeks. The last time, in 2017, she was gone for three months. We thought she was dead, but one November day she came hobbling into the yard, dragging the left front leg and very thin. Her leg from the shoulder down had no feeling or movement. I wrapped it so it wouldn't be scrapped when she walked. I figured it would need to be removed but she needed to recover weight and vitality before that would happen. In the meantime the leg contracted up under her chest and I decided to leave it be. Surgical removal of a limb can be traumatic and it no longer seemed necessary.
She is our tripod kitty, or Mark's tripod kitty. She has no trouble getting around, she can jump and run and she is not allowed out of the house. She has no interest in going outside, she seemed to know she is vulnerable. I named her Jiggs because as a kitten her coat pattern looked like a jigsaw puzzle. I'm creative like that.
Now you have met Jiggy. Onto more exciting news. It's sunny and will be moderate today. I have big plans for outside. Plans don't always materialize into action. I will try. Enjoy the day.
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She looks pretty good considering! Who knows what she went through during those months. Clearly she knew where she was best off.
So glad she came back home! She's a beautiful cat. Probably lucky to be alive at all. Glad she lost the urge to roam about outside! :)
How amazing that she reappeared after three months. I wonder what she was up to all that time? A shame about her contracted leg, but if she has no problem getting around, as you say best to leave the leg alone.
She's living a good life now, but they do have their preferences. Ours likes Sue more then me, but she has to pay me lots of attention anyway because I am the feeder.
I feel like you do about big plans. I had invitations that meant I had to go outdoors. It was in the high 30's that early in the morning. It is up to 57 now and not raining, but I decided to be an indoor person today.
That look says take my photo if you must but give me food for allowing it
Jiggy! So glad she came home and is now doing well. Did you get outside to do your chores? It was 29 here this morning.
Poor girl. I'm glad she made it back home to be cared for. I didn't know a leg could do that.
It is a pleasure to meet Jiggy. What a pretty cat she is. I am glad she made it home to you and Mark.
Take Care,
Kaye
Nice to meet Jiggy! Hope you had a good day.
She commonly disappeared, but not for that long. We were surprised and so happy to see her hobbling toward the house, Boud.
Yes, she is Rita. I don't know how long she was like that, but by her weight she'd been in trouble for awhile.
It is, isn't it, nick. She thump, thump about but she can really run!
All the cats like me except this one. It's not that she doesn't like me, but rather that she shows disdain for me. I enter a room, she leaves! Being the feeder is important work.
Good for you, Miss Merry! I got out yesterday, got some things accomplished. I'll so the same today, it's going to be a nice day.
You read her perfectly, Jo-Anne!
Let's get jiggy, Lori! I didn't get out on Saturday but I was busy all day yesterday, I didn't even make it to anyone's blog. Today and tomorrow will be the same, in the low 70s.
In my youth I worked for a physical therapist. I learned these things working there, Pixie. It seems a miracle she did make it home.
Thanks, Kaye. You'd never meet her in person, she and Frieda go into hiding when anyone comes around.
I did. I got stuff done. More today, e.
Poor kitty, but it sounds like she has accepted her disability with grace and keeps on going!
She has, Far Side. She is the matriarch.
I've met a lot of 3 legged dogs and cats and they don't seem to notice a thing!
She obviously believes she is the boss.
I've known some dogs Val, but this is the first cat. She doesn't seem to notice. She is the boss, the others don't mess with her.
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