Last evening as my husband and I were driving down a very busy road in another town, we witness a cat get hit by a car. Needless to say I was stunned at how unreal it seemed. We immediately pulled over and my husband was able to get across to where the injured cat had pulled itself to the side of the road with just the use of it's front legs. I couldn't help but start crying for this poor cat. I could see the fear in its eyes from across the street. Thankfully she did not struggle with my husband as he picked her up. He said it was as if she knew he was going to help her. I gathered from our trunk a cardboard box and my jacket. When he handle her to me I didn't see testicles so we decided it was a girl. I wrapped her in my jacket and then this poor cat looked at me with the most trusting eyes. And started trying to "make biscuits", I lost it. As I placed her in the box she relaxed and just kept looking at me. Through my tears I started praying that her back wasn't broken. That she wouldn't be paralyzed. That she would survive the ride to a vet. I desperately searched on my phone for an emergency vet. We found one that was 20 minutes away. Those were one of the longest 20 minutes of my life. I tried to comfort Phoenix (we named her that because after being hit she tried so hard to get up but could only drag herself out of the road). She was panting so hard and in a lot of pain. I kept petting her and telling her everything would be ok. To just hold on. I didn't want her dying in the car. Then I smell something and that's when I noticed she was bleeding. My husband bless his heart raced through as fast as he could. I was in the back seat trying to press down with the jacket to slow the bleeding. I noticed how pale her gums were. I felt she was going into shock. I was so frantic because I didn't know what else to do for her. I kept praying please don't let her die. My husband had called the ER vet and they were expecting us. They took her from us and thanked us because many people would have just kept going. I wanted to know what would happen to her. We filled out a form detailing what had happened and where. In case she was someone's pet. And we could call back in about an hour to find out what was going on. They would stabilize her now and see if anything could be done for her. I left with a heavy heart but glad she at the very least wouldn't be dying in the dark on the side of the road like I had seen so many other pets and animals. An hour later, I called and was told she was stable and on pain meds. And it was a miracle because no bones were broken but her hips were dislocated from the impact. She would recover. They would call the Humane Society to have her picked up once the vet place her hips and they would get her back to health and then offer her up for adoption. She didn't have a microchip but appeared to have been a pet at some point because she loves & trust people. She's approximately 6 months. We may contact that Humane Society to foster her and possibly adopt her. All in all I'm so grateful my prayers were answered and she's alive, will recovered and one day soon be in her forever home. I know there are a lot of people who allow their pets to roam but this has solidified my opinion that cats should be indoors only. I know she may have been an abandoned pet, lost or whatever but I don't ever what to see the fear and despair in a cat's eyes like that again. I don't care the reason or the excuse...it's a horrible way to die.
But this morning she's alive and that's a wonderful, beautiful thing. And my heart is light again and hopeful. :2kitties
But this morning she's alive and that's a wonderful, beautiful thing. And my heart is light again and hopeful. :2kitties
