Wiggy came to me as a 13 day
old orphan after her mum was put to sleep.
Right from the start she was
different. She was really tiny, but had a huge appetite ( and still does
now). I hardly ever had to wake her for feeds - she was always awake and
singing!
Once she started to walk I
knew there was something wrong. She could hardly walk 2 steps without
falling over and her head control was poor. She had only come to me on
foster, but I had formed such a bond with this spirited little kitten
that I couldn't bear to let her go.
Wiggy will be 3 years old this
summer. She has cerebellar hypoplasia which means that the part of her
brain that controls balance and co-ordination has not developed properly.
Luckily she is not severely affected. We have the house adapted as best
as possible to mimimize falls (she loves to climb and explore) and she
goes outside under supervision - either in her exercise pen or on her
lead.
She is the most incredible
little cat I have ever encountered. She loves life and lives every moment
to the full. She loves watching us garden and tries to 'help' - supervising
the digging, organizing spiders and pouncing on bees and flies. At night
she sits by the window on 'moth patrol' - transfixed for hours.
Almost 3 years on and I am
still, each day, overwhelmed by her beauty and spirit. I hope her story
will inspire other people to adopt disabled pets.
She has brought me so much
happiness and, for her, 'disabled' really has no place in her vocabulary.
Pictures Click for Large
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Wiggy as a kitten with her
bee.
This, and a blue and white
fish, were some of her first toys. She still plays with them, especially
the fish. We now have a 'shoal' of about 7 (all blue and white as she
won't accept any other colour). She carries them round the house and sings
to them.
Wiggy just stepping out of
her pen. We grew nasturtiums round it to encourage bees for her to watch.
