Did you know that it was just National Black Cat Appreciation Day? Have you ever heard of anything so stupid?
It turns out that black cats are suffering from the demands of social media. They take shitty selfies (due to lack of contrast in their coloring) and aren’t being adopted as much as they used to.
That’s bad news for me.
I never updated you on how she’s recovered from her stupid squirrel incident.
The vet recommended that she either have a $3000+ surgical procedure to repair her busted pelvis or we could crate her for two months and see how it goes.
Guess which one we chose?
We left for vacation in the middle of her
incarceration recovery period in Michael’s capable hands. He gave her daily reprieves in his room (my repurposed office) while he worked on getting his finances in order.
He misses his own cats so That Fucking Cat became the lucky beneficiary frustrated nurturing instinct.
By the time we got home from our trip she was walking, jumping and landing without any outward signs of distress.
The vet gave her a clean bill of health and now she’s making our life hell as we try to keep her inside the house and out of trouble.
I guess if she slips out and gets herself killed, I can at least feel good about knowing that I didn’t spend thousands of dollars on getting her in good enough shape to achieve her desire for death-by-squirrel.
I could not justify spending thousands of dollars on orthopedic surgery for a cat when there are so many organizations out there in dire need of funding.
If I may rant a bit, I am shocked by how many individuals solicit donations via Kickstarter and other crowdsourcing sites for absolutely any frivolity, pet surgery and potato salad being just a few.
Seeing as how I saved big bucks by not doing the surgery, I am going to parlay some of the money towards a few charities that I truly believe deserve my help. Perhaps you will give them your consideration.
Smile Train provides cleft palate surgery for children who would otherwise grow up on the fringes of society. To quote from their website,
Clefts are a major problem in developing countries where millions of children are suffering with unrepaired clefts. Most cannot eat or speak properly, aren’t allowed to attend school or hold a job.
Being born with a cleft in a developing country is truly a curse. Every baby born in Uganda with a cleft is given the name Ajok which means literally, “cursed by God.” with some newborns killed or abandoned right after birth.
A $250 donation will provide surgery for one child. Done.
Fistula is a childbirth injury caused by prolonged obstructed labor.
Without treatment, fistula often leads to social, physical, emotional and economic decline. Although some women with fistula display amazing courage and resilience, many others succumb to illness and despair.
The misery of fistula is relentless. In spite of one’s best efforts to stay clean, the smell of leaking urine or faeces is hard to eliminate and difficult to ignore. The dampness causes rashes and infections. The cleaning up is constant, and pain or discomfort may be continuous as well. The grief of losing a child and becoming disabled exacerbates the pain. The courage many women show in the face of these challenges is extraordinary.
The injury leaves women with few opportunities to earn a living, and many have to rely on others to survive, or turn to begging or commercial sex. In some communities they are not allowed to have anything to do with food preparation and may be excluded from prayer or other religious observances. Although many women with fistula have supportive families, the smell can drive even loving husbands and friends away. For many women, the profound social isolation is worse than the physical torment.
The pain and loneliness associated with fistula is often compounded by a sense of shame and humiliation. In some communities, the condition is seen as a punishment or a curse for an assumed wrongdoing, rather than as a medical condition.
The stigma associated with the condition keeps many women hidden away. Some go into deep physical and emotional decline and may resort to suicide. And because so many women with fistula remain marginalized and out of sight, many policy makers – and even some health providers – have failed to recognize the scope and severity of the tragedy.
I’m donating here to aid this worthy cause.
There have been lots of fun videos of the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge. Heck, I made a video myself.
But dumping ice water on your head, while a clever consciousness raising effort, won’t do a thing to end this ALS, AKA Lou Gehrig’s Disease.
ALS was first found in 1869 by French neurologist Jean-Martin Charcot, but it wasn’t until 1939 that Lou Gehrig brought national and international attention to the disease. Ending the career of one of the most beloved baseball players of all time, the disease is still most closely associated with his name. Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) is a progressive neurodegenerative disease that affects nerve cells in the brain and the spinal cord. Motor neurons reach from the brain to the spinal cord and from the spinal cord to the muscles throughout the body. The progressive degeneration of the motor neurons in ALS eventually leads to their death. When the motor neurons die, the ability of the brain to initiate and control muscle movement is lost. With voluntary muscle action progressively affected, patients in the later stages of the disease may become totally paralyzed.
Finally, I’m donating here to fight Parkinson’s Disease. My dear father-in-law was taken by Parkison’s.
Parkinson’s disease (PD) is a chronic and progressive movement disorder, meaning that symptoms continue and worsen over time. Nearly one million people in the US are living with Parkinson’s disease. The cause is unknown, and although there is presently no cure, there are treatment options such as medication and surgery to manage its symptoms.
Parkinson’s involves the malfunction and death of vital nerve cells in the brain, called neurons. Parkinson’s primarily affects neurons in the an area of the brain called the substantia nigra. Some of these dying neurons produce dopamine, a chemical that sends messages to the part of the brain that controls movement and coordination. As PD progresses, the amount of dopamine produced in the brain decreases, leaving a person unable to control movement normally.
I’ve seen the brutal effects of this disease and watched it rob Cecil, a man who loved to dance and debate, of his ability to walk and speak.
So that’s what I did with some of the money I saved by crating up my stupid cat. I love my cat but I believe the suffering of a greater population is more worthy of my money. In this case, we got very lucky and everyone wins.
These are my causes. Fortunately everyone has their own causes, maybe together we can help make this world better for everyone, animals included.
If I can be totally honest (and I always am) I was kind of hoping That Fucking Cat would be a little more crippled. Not in pain, mind you, just unable to run fast or jump.
Just enough to discourage her from wanting to go outside, kill birds and chase squirrels.
All she was left with was a sexier walk.
Such typical cat bullshit.
Blue has been suffering from blisters between his paws, nothing that epsom salt footpaths and paw massage can’t fix.
My animals are high maintenance. While I won’t drop thousands on them, I will give them lots of love and affection.