We had to put Rocky to sleep today. Rocky was a well-loved cat around here. We hadn't seen him since we got home Monday, but not that unusual for a male cat. Today we saw him in the dog house, but he wouldn't come out. Kelly and Annie got him out and noticed that his back legs and tail were all muddy. He also couldn't stand on his back legs. They brought him in and showed me and we took him right to the vet. I thought that maybe he had been hit by a car. The vet checked him out and found that he had been shot multiple times by a pellet gun. She checked his back legs and said she thought one of his femurs was broken. She did x-rays and his femur was shattered from pellets and his pelvis was messed up, too. She guesses that he had internal injuries from more pellets, too. He had an infection in his leg and a fever of 103.3. She felt it was probably best to put him down. It was pretty tough. I hate making those decisions. I didn't want him to suffer anymore. The poor kitty has probably been pain for several days and was finally able to get himself home. That is the hardest part for me. I hate thinking about it. I'm also pretty upset that people could be so cruel to shoot a cat.
Rocky had some funny personality traits. He loved feet! He would bat at your feet when you walked outside. He had no voice either. His meows were so cute. They had very little sound, but once in a while he could manage to squeak one out when he really wanted to. He had the best eyebrows and wiskers! They were crazy long and wild. I loved them.
He was the cutest little kitten. We was born in our yard and he was the one we kept. His mom was Olivia, Ottis' sister. He quickly became a little puff ball and his hair gets matted really bad. We even got him shaved once to get rid of the knots. I thought I'd leave him with his dignity and not post one of those pictures! This last picture is him with his mom. He was a great cat and we'll miss him.
We had to put Rocky to sleep today. Rocky was a well-loved cat around here. We hadn't seen him since we got home Monday, but not that unusual for a male cat. Today we saw him in the dog house, but he wouldn't come out. Kelly and Annie got him out and noticed that his back legs and tail were all muddy. He also couldn't stand on his back legs. They brought him in and showed me and we took him right to the vet. I thought that maybe he had been hit by a car. The vet checked him out and found that he had been shot multiple times by a pellet gun. She checked his back legs and said she thought one of his femurs was broken. She did x-rays and his femur was shattered from pellets and his pelvis was messed up, too. She guesses that he had internal injuries from more pellets, too. He had an infection in his leg and a fever of 103.3. She felt it was probably best to put him down. It was pretty tough. I hate making those decisions. I didn't want him to suffer anymore. The poor kitty has probably been pain for several days and was finally able to get himself home. That is the hardest part for me. I hate thinking about it. I'm also pretty upset that people could be so cruel to shoot a cat.
Rocky had some funny personality traits. He loved feet! He would bat at your feet when you walked outside. He had no voice either. His meows were so cute. They had very little sound, but once in a while he could manage to squeak one out when he really wanted to. He had the best eyebrows and wiskers! They were crazy long and wild. I loved them.
He was the cutest little kitten. We was born in our yard and he was the one we kept. His mom was Olivia, Ottis' sister. He quickly became a little puff ball and his hair gets matted really bad. We even got him shaved once to get rid of the knots. I thought I'd leave him with his dignity and not post one of those pictures! This last picture is him with his mom. He was a great cat and we'll miss him.
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Really bum shooting a cat multiple times with a pellet gun. I sorry, you Phisters. I know you love your animals. It reminds me of our first Golden Retreiver that got shot by a .22 the day we moved to Springville in the Casper house by the river across from the High school. She came home and was laying down in the back patio. Took her to the Vet and found she was shot in the side. Internal injuries and all that.
Aw, poor Rocky. Who would shoot a cat? That's just awful. I'll miss him, he always made me laugh.
Oh that sucks! I can't believe someone would be so cruel, I mean I can because people can really suck, but that's horrible. Terrible for your kids and you, I hate those haunting thoughts you have when you picture someone or animal suffering. I'm sorry. Scout will be sad (even though she was weary of him because of his feet fetish.) She drew a picture of him once, I'll have to look for it.
Glad he isn't suffering anymore.
Thanks guys. We miss him already. As I remember, our Golden was shot in the aorta and bled to death internally. Really a freak accident. A pellet normally wouldn't kill a dog. The really weird thing is, yesterday morning when we were driving around, I shared that very story with Kyle. I don't really remember how it came up, but just 2 hours later we found Rocky. Strange coincidence.
Terrible story. My thoughts are with all you Phisters. How people treat animals says so much about who folks are--and clearly this is the case in both directions here with how all of you felt about Rocky as well as whoever is so messed up so as to deliberately shoot an animal solely for some sort of sick pleasure.
Hugs to you! My Precious was stabbed by an ice pick we think a few times and I found her in the snow outside our Iroquois House. Fortunately the vet stitched her up. I was so freaked out. So sorry! Pets are part of our families. Hugs!
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