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My poor cat, who now walks slowly, Seeking love like a child who needs a bigger hand to hold.
We believe Nieve escaped outside and, over time, simply fell asleep. When he returned, he lay down next to me, but suddenly began behaving strangely, stumbling and jerking awake from his sleep. Looking at my bed, I noticed a stain that had soaked through all the blankets—a clear, foul-smelling fluid, though I didn't know exactly what it was. We soon realized Nieve had something wrong with his belly, but he wouldn't let us examine it properly. The strange fluid must have come from there. We were able to take him to a doctor who provided free emergency care. Due to my own mental health condition, I have been unable to check the wound myself to see its true state, but I was told it is a hole about the size of a circle made by joining the thumb and index finger, and as deep as a finger or slightly less. He has had to undergo several deep cleanings of the wound, which cause him to cry out in pain. The smell was caused by the flesh rotting and maggots growing inside, as we hadn't noticed the injury sooner. We have had to borrow money to pay for his medications, both for pain relief and for cleaning supplies. The wound must heal in the open air, so no stitches will be placed, and he requires a few days of specialized food.
I managed to give him his medication, but I deeply wish I could repay the debt incurred to buy it and finally provide him with food that doesn't hurt him. He cannot tolerate dry kibble; it causes him to bleed when he uses the litter box. However, since I myself can only eat once a day, providing him with proper nutrition is an impossible struggle for me right now.
I don't know the exact name of Nieve's condition, but since he was born, he has been unable to control involuntary movements of his head. He is constantly moving it from side to side and has to hold onto walls and chair legs to stay steady. His stomach has always been sensitive, but over time, he stopped tolerating regular cat food. When we can manage it at home, we prepare a mixture of cooked liver with whatever vegetables are available that day, blending it all together. However, a full tray of this liver dish only lasts two or three days at most because we have two other cats who are his parents and need to eat the same thing. My small dog gets some of it occasionally as well. As you can imagine, the cost is very high.
My cats were born around early 2013, and Nieve arrived the following year. We have never been able to take them to a veterinarian properly, but I know they must be sick.
We didn't give Nieve up for adoption because we were terrified of how he might be treated due to his disability and his 'wild' appearance. He doesn't seem to understand much of what is said to him. To me, he remains a kitten compared to the others.
We try to deworm them and eliminate fleas as frequently as possible, but covering these costs for all of them is a significant financial burden for me. They are all sterilized and vaccinated, thanks to free campaigns held in our town.
At the moment, the treatment seems to be working, so now it is simply a matter of consistency and lots of love for the little one. Continuing to care for him remains incredibly important.
He is still slow in his movements, but he eats with great enthusiasm and now jumps onto his little beds much more easily. He often comes to visit my room so I can cuddle him and sleep for a little while. He is truly adorable; just look at these photos! Although, that worried look on his face has been there his whole life, likely due to his nervousness in the world.
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