A Broken Leg, A Broken Heart

In one of my previous posts I briefly mentioned that the orange kitten, Gus, had broken his leg.  I haven't seen him yet myself, but my neighbour told me.  At first he just said to me that the orange kitten had hurt it's leg.  I was sitting there thinking to myself, "Oh it's probably just a sprain."  So I questioned a little further.

"Is it visibly hurt, or just limping?" I questioned.  He didn’t reply immediately and before he could my father spoke saying that it was broken.  I was bewildered, how could this happen?  Again, I questioned my neighbour.

"How do you know it's broken?" His reply was one I was not hoping for.

"Well, it's visibly bent... in a wrong place." That made my heart drop to my feet.  The only thing I kept thinking was that a) at least the bone isn’t sticking out from the skin and b) at least it's not Will (he's the only one that's likely to adopted out because he's the friendliest).

My neighbour continued on saying that he found this out when his daughter (who is much older than me) came to him freaked out about Gus.  He went outside to try and scoop up Gus to do something, but Gus scampered away before he could, unfortunately.

I have not seen Gus since before I left on my vacation and he had two good legs.  If I do recall correctly this discovery of my neighbour's happened either Wednesday (15^th) or Thursday (16^th).  I'm hoping that Gus is still alive at this point.

The plan is to go canvassing on Monday (the 20^th) and try to raise money for spaying/neutering the feral cats.  Except, if I do catch Gus, without a doubt I'd take him to the vet and use the spay/neuter fund for him and also put my own money towards it as well if needed.  

Of course though, there is nothing I can do for poor little Gus until I see him.  Until then it's all a bunch of thinking, wondering and hoping.  Wish Gus luck and I'll keep everybody posted if I see him.