How God Saved Both of My Cats
If your cat ever goes missing, post a missing ad on craigslist.com, tabbytracker.com and petfinder.com - NEVER FALL FOR SCAMS WHO WANT YOUR MONEY! I almost did! Remember, with God... ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE!
I wanted to share both stories of two different occasions and cats, that God saved. One is about my cat, Twiggy, who I have had since he was 6 weeks old. The other is about, PC, a stray who lived on my mother's porch ( PC - Porch Cat ) which my fiance' and I took in after he was beat up pretty bad.
I remember right before I got Twiggy, I was pretty tore up. My first cat, Taco, had past away. I grew up with him and it was pretty rough getting over his loss. For a month, I just felt out of it. I couldn't sleep and often, would wake up crying. One day, my brother came home from college and had a little surprise. Three ity bity kittens. One was all black, the other was all black with a few white spots and the other was mostly white with beautiful blotch markings. He had told us that a friend of his friends was going to dump them off on the side of the road and he couldn't let him do it, so he brought them home. I promised my mom, if she let me watch after them, I'd find homes for them. The one kitten went right away (the black & white). The second kitten (all black), went to a woman I was working with at the time. The last kitten (the mostly white) was set up to go to a grandma and her grandchild. They never showed. This was over the coarse of 4 or 5 days. I noticed that the little white kitten couldn't eat solid food. I bought him some kitten formula and a bottle and he took to that like no tomorrow! I fell in love with him. I begged my mom, and begged and she said no. She had to watch him while I went to work the one day and I told her she had to bottle feed him. When she gave him the bottle... She fell in love too. I ended up naming him Twiggy, because he was so tiny. About a month had went by and he got pretty sick. We think it was because he was the runt and was malnourished. He ended up getting better after a few trips to the vet's. Months had went by and he was lively and full of life... until one day. My mom called me at work saying he was spacing out, like he was having a seizure. We kept a close on him, but he got worse, and worse. He stopped eating and stopped drinking. I had been working as a vet assistant at the time so I took him to work with me so the vet could check him out. It turned out he had severe pancreatitus. The vet gave him some antibiotics, and had me bring him in every other day to get fluid pumped in him since he wasn't drinking. He began to get worse as the days went on. He couldn't walk more then 5 feet without having a seizure. This went on for nearly two weeks. The vet was almost convinced he wasn't going to make it. I didn't sleep or eat much. I remember my aunt telling me, the bible teaches we can heal human's as well as animals through Jesus Christ. I had tried everything, so I gave it a shot. I prayed over him for a good hour. I bound up the disease in Jesus' name, covered him in the blood and commanded him to eat in Jesus' name. I was in tears... and losing hope. Then, out of no where, he took a treat. Then he ate another, and another. His pain seemed to have been leaving his body right before my eyes. I nearly lost it... I was so happy. He was back to eating normal in about a week and back to himself in about a month. Twiggy wasn't even a year and a half and almost died. God helped me save him. Without God, he wouldn't have made it. He is now 4 years old, happy and in purrfect health.
PC's **short version** Story ::
My mom had a cat who lived on the porch for almost a year. He was a sweet, shy cat who just wanted love and food. She fed him, and let me make him a little house out of tables and blankets on the porch. Everyday my now fiance would come to pick me up, he'd be in my lap sleeping. I would sit out on the porch with him anytime I was home. My mom decided to name him PC which stood for "Porch Cat". One day, she called me asking if I had seen him. She said he had a huge chunk of skin missing from his neck. We rushed over there and seen it. I felt so bad for him, and so did my mom. She took him to the vets and got it stitched up. He also was neutered and vaccinated so he wouldn't get sick. He needed to be in doors for 2 weeks while his stitches healed. My fiance' and I decided to take him back home with us and let him heal. We said we would find him a good home. After looking and asking...with no hope, we stopped. A month had went by and we both, had fallen in love with him. We kept him and renamed him PC... but this PC stood for "Pork Chop".
This actually happened, just last Thursday (September 15th, 2011). It was the worst 48 hours I have had in a long time. We had been wanting to take PC up the the pet store with our other cat, Princess, for some time. We finally decided to take them. Princess loved going for rides and walking around in the pet store. She is 18 and we figured it's good exercise, plus she gets to meet people. PC had been in the pet store and was fine, but shy. We put him in a cart and were in there maybe 5 minutes. We didn't want to stay too long because he was too scared. We were on our way out and for some reason, just had them two sitting in the cart. I always carried him anytime we took him anywhere. We got back to the car and my fiance' reached for the keys to unlock the door, and PC got spooked, hopped out, and ran! We figured he would be right on the side of the building, but he wasn't. We searched for hours... with no luck. I ended up in tears. I felt it was all my fault and I never should have brought him there. We both kept fearing the worst. I kept begging God to help us find him. We ended up running Princess home and going and making flyers. We hung flyers up everywhere and checked behind the pet store again. He was no where to be found. I left a can of food just in case he was there, so he didn't starve. My fiance' even marked (urinated) the wall so he would smell him and other animals wouldn't touch the food. We went back that night, thinking maybe he would come out since it was more quiet... We didn't see him, but the food was gone. We didn't see any sign of the can so we assumed a raccoon had gotten it. The next day, my fiance was so upset, he had to leave work. I didn't sleep so we when out at 8 in the morning hanging more missing signs. We checked back by the store and we found the can. It was licked clean and only feet from where we placed it. Still, no sign of PC. We ended up going back home and I started posting stuff all over online. Craig's List, Pet Finder, Tabby Tracker... I even used Twitter. Just trying to get the word out to as many people as I could. We stopped by a cat shelter later that day giving them some info in case they come across him. I did some research online and found that cats can smell up to two miles away so we put some dirty clothes on the porch, and some food outside of the window and kept praying he was on his way home. I had been crying so much I couldn't even think straight. That night, I set up his little chair with a picture and his favorite food, treats and toys. I wrote a prayer to God and put one of my favorite scriptures on the chair as well. I cried myself to sleep that night. The next morning, we woke up early and had to go to my doctor's appointment. We planned to go to as many shelters as we could right after. After visiting 3 shelters, passing out pictures, checking cat after cat... we decided we would go up the the pet store every day until we found him. We got up there and began calling him. My fiance thought he had seen and heard an animal run through the trees behind the building. We kept walking along the trees and the building and I said "Please, God, show me a sign or help me find him, or something.."... Right after I finished that sentence, I heard an animal cry out. I wasn't sure what it was but I followed it, it got louder and louder... I realized that had to be PC! I ran down the hill looking everywhere and my fiance' screamed out, I see him! I nearly fell on my face. We found him under a thing of wood that was thrown in the woods behind the store. I was so happy to see him I started crying. We pulled him out and got him home. We must have thanked God more then 100 times. I kept my faith so He kept his. PC ran from us in a big, open, high traffic area. There were stores, schools, malls and restaurants everywhere. It's as if God spoke to him, and said stay here, they will be back for you in 2 days. I have been dealing with horrible anxiety attacks and neck pain so I haven't been able to go anywhere... But that drove me to go beyond my pain and anxiety and not lose hope. Its almost like God was showing me, love truly conquers all. My love for PC out weighted my fears and my physical pain because I had to find him. He's sleeping in the chair as I type this, happy and safe. I still smile, because I am so amazed.
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