June 2004

At the moment I am at the veterinarian university of Zürich in intensive care. My age cannot be determined exactly. The vets assume, that I was born sometime between the middle to the end of april 2004 in the cattery "vom R." in germany, which belongs to a Ms. N.
I wasn´t born under a good star and so my fate started.

At first I had no idea, what was life about and I was busy with surviving. I had the impression, that also my mother didn´t want me at all - she had problems and was in pain - but who knows, maybe she was unhappy as well.

One day - it seemed to be the same as every day - I was in pain and my skin was itching all over - and still, there was something different. I noticed, that somehow it had to do with me... there was an ad in www.sperrmüll.de, which offered Maine Coon kittens for sale and so my story started....

18.06.04
A young guy suddenly stand in the apartment. The women, where I was living, showed me to him and told him, that I "was available". She told him I am " a bit small", but I am about 9-10 weeks old. She also told him a lovely story about my mother, which refused me and would take care of my - that is why I know about it.
She also told this guy, let us name him Tom, that I have a "small problem with diarreah" and that I need to get medication. She also showed my grandmother and other Maine Coons and offered them to Tom, telling him, he could also take one of these, if he wants to, but they would be more expensive. But somehow Tom has fallen for me and wanted me.
That made me proud and honestly I was relieved to see a chance to escape from the place, which has been "my home" so far.
I had no idea about my future, but I was happy to come with Tom. So this women gave Tom some medicine for me and a piece of paper, where the following was written:

and I belonged to Tom from now on - it´s that easy !

Actually, I was helpless and dependent on a stranger, I have never seen before - with all my problems. My stomach was aching, but there was something new - hope - I had hope for a better future.

Tom took me home - and I took his heart by storm, although I was just a handfull of a kitten with 500 grams and I was really not in my best shape. I couldn´t even stand on my little feet - I was just too weak.
But nevertheless - they cared for me and they loved me. This was the most important for me.
Tom called all this friend - telling them about his new family member - it made me so proud - finally I was someone - I was important ! Tom gave me food and water - geez, I was so hungry, I didn´t even know! Eating was easy, but I could drink.

Then some of Toms friend came over to see me - and they got a shock, when they saw me. They immedialtly got a kitten feeding bottle and told Tom and Julia to bring me to the vet and to get some kittenmilk. The kittenmilk tasted really good and for a short moment my bellyaches were better. Tom and Julia were by my side all the time - they did everything they could, they never left me alone - but they were concerned, because they felt, that something was going wrong with my health.

On 21.06.04 I had a premier - I met the veterinarian for the first time. He really was shocked and I felt ashamed - after all my condition really wasn´t my fault.

The vet said, that I am way to small for my age and that I was emaciated. Also I was suffering from an enteritis. Finally I had an explanation for my diarreah and my pain in my belly. He gave Tom some medicine for deworming.
But I could return home with Tom - I was so happy, when we arrived home. Tom gave me the medicine -but somehow my diarreah didn´t improve at all and I felt very weak. I really thought, that after all, life is not so great.

28.06.04 I had to return to the vet - I could not control my diarreah anymore and my condition got worse and worse.
Tom and Julia were very concerned about me and all her friends as well.

The vet thought, that I had serious behaviour problems, since I had not coat on my little feet - but what did he know about it ? How could he know, how terrible the itching was and how much pain I suffered, when I scratched myself to have a moment of relief ? I cannot even remember about all the procedures they did to me - however this was the last time we have seen this vet.
Tom called him and told him, I am feeling better and his friends had recommended another vet - so we gave it a try.

I noticed, that everone became more and more desperate - me included. I really felt desperate and bad.

Monat July 2004