While in Georgia my parents and I rescued a 8 week old black kitten who it turns out had ben viciously stomped and then thrown from a moving car into a impossibly thick briar patch (sooo song of the south) It took us about an hour to rescue the frightened little guys and we instantly fell in love. The kitty thinks Annie their dog is his mom , and she thinks its her puppy in return, they groom each other and sleep together and in one weird inter-species display after another the kitten tried to nurse. Sam (Good Samaritan get it) Briar (obvious) is actually in WAAAAY worse shape than we initially thought but the vets assure us (well them-I'm back in Portland making frequent check up on the kitty phone calls) I got this text from my mom:
update on little sam briar.....our rescued kitty.....we had to take him back to the dr.....and they kept him in hospital....on iv's. and vitaimins and bed rest.....giving him something for pain and helping him to begin eating again.....little fellow was so critical.....please pray for him....we love him so much,.....I sorta hate people now. I called my mom and we talked about the cat for pretty much the entire call. The vets seem really moved by his abuse case and are diligently working to save the little guy, who is one hell of a fighter I must say because he scampered around after me and Annie my mom's mini schnauzer while I was at home. He'll have a limp as he grows up but should recover. People I urge you to donate to your local Humane Society and the ASPCA if you can.
Together we can stop animal cruelty.