This is Tripod. A woman rang me 5 years ago to ask if I would take a cat. She said she thought it had a sprained front paw. She told me she had seen the cat on the pavement and a woman had picked it up by the tail and thrown it over a hedge. She went into the garden to have a look, picked up the cat, and took it home. She spent the next 3 weeks trying to get someone to take it and someone told her about my rescue center Joan’s Arc.
When I met the woman she turned out to be in her sixties wearing a lot of gold jewelry and also discovered she had a shop Ladies Fashions. She had not bothered to take the cat to a vet so by the time I got him it was too late and his leg had to be amputated. He also had a problem with his stomach and needs to have very expensive prescription food from the vet – which is the reason he is still with me.
This article was written at least a year ago. Unfortunately, we lost tripod this month. With his bad lungs, he refuse to eat a lot a got really weak. We brought him to the vet, and at the end, he died during surgery. Nevertheless, we are quite happy to have hosted him, and we keep a lot of good moments in mind. So RIP Tripod.