
Last
night I caught Gus (the orange kitten with the suspected broken leg). My neighbors
took him for the night so we could take him to the vets in the morning.
They had him in a mostly empty room (aside for some boxes, a table, an
old mini fridge and the such) that they kept him in for the night. He
slept, pooped and ate during the night. In the morning we went to get him
and put him into the cat carrier to take him to the vet. Suddenly he
started jumping around and climbing all the shelves to evade us. That's
when he went behind the mini fridge and got stuck in the coils and wires.
There’s a picture so you can get a better idea. After trying and
trying, and no success, we gave up trying to get Gus out and just decided it'd
be easier to take the whole fridge to the vet's. So we loaded up the
fridge and took it the vet’s. You
could imagine their surprise when they heard "Umm, we have a stray kitten
with a broken leg stuck in the fridge...” Anyways, the vet got him out easily enough
and she said she'd do an examination and that she'd call us back with the
verdict. Long story short, we got the call that the kitten had indeed
broken his right front leg. There was sadly no option for Gus other than
to euthanize him. If we released him into the wild he would've either
starved, been eaten, or had the crap beaten out of him by tomcats. Even
if we did have the money to amputate his broken arm (it was $1200) he'd make
for a poor recovery because he's so shy of people and frightened by them, and
if he got the surgery he'd have to be an indoor cat. I would like to thank my
neighbor for paying to euthanize Gus, I really do appreciate it and think that
was a very caring thing to do. R.I.P. Gus, you were one tough kitten.
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