Three years ago on April Fool’s Day, Michelle, the president of McLennan Animal Rescue Coalition (MARCPets.org), called me about three tiny kittens who had spent the weekend in the Waco shelter with upper respiratory infection so bad they couldn’t see, smell or eat.
She asked if I could foster them, and I agreed.
We called them “The Baseball Boys” – Ranger, Astro & the little gray and white runt of the litter, Dodger.
These little kittens had been found in sewage, and good gracious did they reek! Yet we couldn’t bathe them because our first priority was to keep their fragile bodies warm. That afternoon, Dodger was so cold and lethargic, and I was afraid we were losing him. I jumped in my vehicle and held Dodger against my chest, with the stench of sewage less than foot from my nose, as I raced to meet my brother Trey & niece Abigail to pick up their spare microwave so I could use MARC’s heating disc.
We thought Dodger might be blind from the infection, but thankfully the medicine saved one of his eyes.
Otherwise, he’s grown into a hearty, healthy cat who is incredibly graceful, can snag a fly with one swipe, and makes the most impressive leaps, in spite of having only two dimensional sight.
He’s also a pretty good traveling kitty in the RV, and pesters me to put on his harness so we can go outside and explore.