No Pets Allowed: Day 2 – FUK THIS CAT

By OckyDub | Posted May 1 2016 | 10 Comments  

Kitty

To read No Pets Allowed: Day 1 click here.


After being on high alert all night (really all morning) and not being able to get sleep due to my concerns for Lil Kitty McStinky; it was time to come up with a game plan for his welfare. Being honest with myself, I know I couldn’t really look after him and give him a proper home.

I’m sure McStinky was abandoned by one of the stray cats my neighbor feeds. I felt certain if I looked around, I could find where the mama cat and the other kittens were nesting. I then thought about all the dead cats I’ve seen from time to time around the neighborhood. Mostly likely succumbing to injuries received from being hit by cars. With advice from a friend, I decided to take McStinky to the Humane Society.

After failing again to get McStinky to eat, I re-wrapped him in a towel and placed him back in his box. Once the lid was on he stopped his crying and quickly settled down. He slept the entire 11 miles to my local Humane Society.

I was happy to find a “no kill” shelter. My hopes of McStinky being properly taken care of  and one day finding a loving home soon crashed and burned.

The somewhat agitated (its closing time and I’m ready to go home) officer opened the box, grabbed kitty by the scruff of his neck and nonchalantly said “I’ll tell you right now, if you surrender this cat, we will euthanize it.” The first words out my mouth were “No you’re not.”

She rolled her eyes and stated “This cat is less than 3 days old. We don’t take kittens this young. They have to be at least 3-4 weeks old before we accept them.”

Look, I get it…policy is policy. No problem. I will care for Lil Kitty McStinky and in 3-4 weeks, will take him back so he can be accepted.

On the way back home, I started to come up with a game plan and schedule that I would follow to care for him. Once I got him back home and got him under the heater. I went to a local pet store to look for a bottle and small size nipples to fit into his little mouth. I felt reassured that I could now properly feed him.

Back home I warmed up the kitten formula I had purchased earlier and tried again to feed him. As he was crying (man he is loud), I wrapped him in a hand towel and gently eased the bottle in his mouth. He still didn’t want to suckle. Online I read a couple of articles and viewed some videos on what to do when kittens will not eat. I saw one video that had a clever way to force feed a kitten. That seemed to work. His cries stopped and he begin to make the little whimpering noises babies make. When done, I placed him back in his box. He shuffled around for a couple of moments and went back to sleep. I felt like a proud poppa.

According to the information online, I would need to do this every 4 hours, or when I heard him cry. Well, this is what I’ve committed myself to for the next couple of weeks so be it. A couple of hours later, I woke McStinky up to encourage him to use the bathroom. He did and I placed him back in the box and he went back to sleep.

That night as I was getting ready for bed, I placed him next to me on the floor in his box and put the heater next to him. Around midnight, he begin to stir, so I repeated my earlier process of warming up the bottle and feeding him. This time it was a little be less stressful. Even though I had to still force feed him through the side of his mouth, he seemed more receptive…ok. I was hopeful. A couple of more feedings and I’m sure he will start to actually suckle.

After feeding, I rubbed him on his sides and chest to provide warmth and stimulation and hopes it would aide in digestion. I placed him back in his box and I got in bed and went to sleep…with a smile on my face.

The next morning I could hear, little gurgling sounds and knew McStinky most likely needed to go to the bathroom and eat. I went downstairs, warmed up his bottle. Back up stairs, I opened the box and felt myself deflate.

McStinky was dead.

I picked him up and vigorously begin to rub his sides. He was so cold. I went to the bathroom to put him in warm water, to emulate what I had did for him the night before when I found him and seemingly brought him back to life. It didn’t work.

In the last day I always touched or picked him up with a towel or hand towel. I never really touched him with my bare hands. Holding him now, I realized how skinny he was. His emaciation was hidden under his fur. I could feel almost all of his bones.

I was angry but solemn. I wrapped kitty back up in a towel and placed him back in his box. I washed my hands, got back in bed and went back to sleep.

When I awoke, I opened the box and looked at kitty for a couple of moments. Even though it had been less than 48 hours since our meeting, I couldn’t disconnect. I closed the box and went to the gym.

I knew the gym would help me feel better and knew I had to say goodbye to kitty.

I met kitty the night of the Game of Thrones premiere. Like the many male bastards on the show, he was abandoned.  In honor of his fighting spirit, I thought it would be fitting to send Lil Kitty McStinky off with a warrior’s good bye…on the pyre. Thank you kitty for reassuring my humanity.

in the fiyah

AND…Thank you McStinky for reaffirming what I already knew. I don’t want pets.

 

 

 

About the Author
OckyDub

Octavius is a founder and editor of Cypher Avenue. He's here to help speak for us and show the world that masculine gay / bisexual men of color are not a part of the stereotypical gay normal that is seen and fed to the masses. No...we are a distinct breed, filled with character and pride. Cypher Avenue is here to show the world how we are different.

   
Categorized as :
LifeSlider
Tagged as:

10 Comments Feel Free To Join The Cypher.

  1. Tyroc
    Tyroc | May 1st, 2016
    0

    Damn dude, that wasn't quite the Ocky discovers pet love ending I was expecting.
    View attachment 3037
    As a lifelong animal lover, after Anya goes I am done and won't even want stuffed animals in my place.

  2. ColumbusGuy
    ColumbusGuy | May 1st, 2016
    0

    Damn.

    I am logging out for the day. I hate this.

    Ok I had to come back and say good job Ocky in at least trying to save the little thing.

  3. alton
    alton | May 2nd, 2016
    0

    Damn, man. I was gettin all excited then, boom. Sad to hear that. I know how shelters are with that age thing, tho. The reason I have my cat now is because she was too young for the shelter to accept, so I took her myself (her whole family had froze to death and she was the only survivor). It's is a pain in the a$$ wakin up all hours of the night to make sure they eat and poop, but (for me) it was worth it. Now at 5yrs old she's a completely spoiled b!tch who likes no one and thinks the apartment is hers, but she's good company (as far as animals go)
    LOL.

  4. BrentForays
    BrentForays | May 2nd, 2016
    0

    As a cat person, I am now officially depressed. My family cat is about to be 16 years old, so I'm thinking negative thoughts right now. R.I.P McStinky.

  5. ControlledXaos
    ControlledXaos | May 2nd, 2016
    0

    Lawd!

    Imma pour out a little coffee Creamer for him. Po baby!

    I'm never at home to take care of an animal the way I'd like to. I can only have fish.

  6. ColumbusGuy
    ColumbusGuy | May 2nd, 2016
    0

    ControlledXaosLawd!

    Imma pour out a little coffee Creamer for him. Po baby!

    I'm never at home to take care of an animal the way I'd like to. I can only have fish.

    I can't even have fish. We had big fat huge goldfish and I accidentally unplugged the aeration thing or whatever it is and did not realized it and they died by the time we found out. I felt so bad and guilty I could not even get rid of them so I put them in freezer bags with water and kept them in the freezer encased in ice for years. * I know it sounds nutty as hell but whatever*

    I have not had a pet since.

  7. ControlledXaos
    ControlledXaos | May 2nd, 2016
    0

    Oh my.

  8. BlackguyExecutive
    BlackguyExecutive | May 2nd, 2016
    0

    I just want to say that I went back to read Part 1 so that I could be prepared for the comments and get to the end and was like wait….what? This not how this story was suppose to end….I expected McStinky to find a new home with @Ockydub. I was expecting to read part 3 that introduces us to Mr. Kitty McStinkyDub. RIP McStinky

  9. rhode | May 23rd, 2016
    0

    Can we get an update on kitty's progress? Some of us are curious to know.

  10. SwagJack
    SwagJack | September 9th, 2016
    0

    tears.jpg




You can add images to your comment by CLICKING HERE.


Want to add BOLD or Underlined Text? CLICK HERE    |    To See The Comments Section Rules, CLICK HERE