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06/11/2011 at 10:24 am
I just told the story on the main forums where someone else found an abandoned kitteh. This one came into our life last Friday morning as my husband was on his way to a job site. My husband rescued him from the middle of a busy intersection in our city - cars were literally driving OVER him! He was covered with motor oil - didn't even know he had any white spots on him until after 7 washes with Dawn! He looked like a BP victim...really. The shirt I was wearing when he handed him to me WAS white - oh well, now it's a rag. I spent the next four hours washing, feeding, and trying to make sure he was ok and not injured. Other than exhausted, he seemed ok... The Naming: He was so quiet the whole day that I had nicknamed him Charlie after Charlie Chaplin (silent films). But knowing my husband found him and it was his turn to name the next "baby", I waited until he got home for the verdict. He went to his computer for a few moments and then turned around to tell me, "Well, it's either Charles or Charlie." ?! I asked him why, without telling him my nickname. He said that the patron Saint of June 3rd (that day) was St. Charles Luwanga so it should be Charlie. WOW! We came up with the same name! Yesterday he had his first vet visit and came out with a clean bill of health! No bad kitty diseases or injuries. They were actually quiet impressed with his demeanor and social attitude towards the whole process of being poked and prodded. Only really complained when getting his temperature taken but who wouldn't?! Here he is after his first bath(s), still trying to get dry while my pups supervise the process: |
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06/13/2011 at 09:05 am
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06/16/2011 at 07:28 am
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