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Beautiful BooBoo cat whom we rescued in January when his owner could no longer care for him is ready to find his forever home!
Alex came to me by way of a trashcan on March 5th, 2005. He'd been left in one to die. He was 12 weeks old.
I carried him to the 24 hour emergency Veterinary clinic, where they indicated he had a high fever and pneumonia. With a lot of medicines, fluids, Interferon therapy, and love, he recovered. During that time he would crawl onto my chest while I slept, and run the infected green snot coming out of his nose all over my face while clinging to me with his tiny kitten claws and mewing. Then he would tuck his head under my chin and sleep, while I held him and listened to the wheezing breathing. For the first 2 years of his life, we battled recurring respiratory infections due to his rough start in life. He never really developed a working immune system, and when it work it tended to overwork and attack his organs or eyes causing diabetes, stomatitis, pancreatitis, and eye ulcerations.
Despite his health issues, he was a happy, loving cat. I would say to him, "Alex, are you my baby?" and he'd run over to me, headbutt me and purr. I said that to him the day he died too; he was able to lift his head a little to mew at me. Alex, perhaps because of his own health issues, always "helped" me take care of any other cats or dogs that were sick. He would sit beside them while they were ill; it was his way of caring for them. One of those cats, an injured street cat I took him, became Alex's best friend when Alex was 7. Silver, a polydactyl, was devoted to Alex in return. Silver followed Alex where ever he went, sat right next to him always, and groomed him. Silver is as devastated as I am by Alex's passing. He has taken to hiding under a blanket and only comes out right now to drink water or use the litter box. He wails and wails, then returns to the blanket.
Despite his health issues, Alex made it to 15. This last year we battled kidney disease coupled with hyperthyroid, pancreatitis, and severe anemia caused by the fact he only had 1 kidney (the other was congenitally deformed and never worked well; it stopped working at all at age 11). A trayful of daily meds and IV fluids kept him happy and still wanting to snuggle, drink water out of my coffee cup, and groom Silver cat. He passed away on February 14th, 2021 - just a few days before his 16th birthday. Right now I can barely imagine life without him, and I physically hurt from the loss. Right now I can't talk about him because of how much pain I feel, but I know eventually I will talk of him fondly with many stories of his life, and it will make me smile. But not yet.
Thank you to everyone who supported Alex especially this last year. It means a lot to me that people cared about him, and that they care about his passing. It means a lot to me, and it is comforting at such a terrible time of loss. Please enjoy the photo gallery of Alex below.
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