Cat Tales: Chance by the Edge of the Woods

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My cat’s name is Chance.

We first called him “Chance” because that’s all he had. His feral mother abandoned him at birth on a frosty early May 2012 day and we awoke to his pitiful crying — over 50 ft away! We found him alone in the leaves at the edge of our woods. He had been stuffed under a canoe by his mother with 3 other siblings.

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She had moved the 3 elsewhere, but left this little black & white guy behind to die, abandoned. We waited hours for her to return, but she never did. He was so tiny!! We took him in and bottle fed him every 2 hrs around the clock for weeks. He flourished, but was still very sickly.

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He developed terrible abscesses on his legs which eventually crippled his front legs. We found out shortly after that he was born without hips, has scoliosis & fused elbow joints that cannot bend. The doctor pronounced “abnormality of coxotemoide articulation bilaterally scleralis”, whatever that is. He cannot sit like a regular cat, but stands like a human and lays a bit awkwardly. He cannot “walk” normal; his one arm flops out to the side and his gait is very stilted.

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He manages to run very well however! We renamed him “Trooper” because he has been one through his entire ordeal. He is a playful, bounding little boy and the joy of our lives, our Fluffernutter-Sooper-Dooper-Trooper-Pooper.

Troopy lives in the Poconos area of Pennsylvania USA along with his 7 brothers & sisters, all rescues & still sees his outside ever-growing feral family.

– Chance aka Trooper

 

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