If you see a scruffy feline waif at the front greeting everyone, that's the neighborhood orphan we're feeding now. I hope she survives - she was nearly starved to death when she came around to us and I fear she might have kidney failure setting in. But, then again, she is much stronger and steadier on her lil' feets now. I've named her Doris. For Doris Day. Que Sera Sera.
I hope no one lets her inside on the carpet. She is strictly an outside animal for now until we decide whether to commit to her lifetime care and consequently wash, de-infest, and groom her. I can't decide what would be best to do. We can't afford a signficant vet bill, but if she's healthy enough, we can swing spaying, shots, etc. - the usual maintenance and care. Her greatest strength is she is one sweet kitty. Right now, our task is to allow her a safe, dry place to sleep and to do our best to put some meat on those emaciated bones.
Anyone know a good vet near us?
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