I am a bengal cat who was born in 2005. In the summer of 2012, I was diagnosed as a diabetic cat. I want everyone to know that diabetic cats like me are just as fun and loving as cats without the disease.
Big Boy is a fellow diabetic cat who has a very sad story. Can you kind humans write a happy ending to it?
This is Big Boy. As you can tell, he is a handsome Maine Coon. His story is a sad one. Apparently, Big Boy was semi-feral at some point. He was living in the basement of the mother of the human who eventually took him in. Poor Big Boy was kept down there because he didn’t like humans very much.
The human who took Big Boy in found him in the basement of his mother’s home when his mother passed away. So poor Big Boy had already lost one human.
His human took him in and did a lot of work to socialize Big Boy. His efforts were rewarded, as Big Boy warmed up a lot to his human. After all, Big Boy’s human was able to test his blood sugar levels and give him insulin shots. How much work do you think would be needed to get a semi-feral cat to allow this? A lot, that’s for sure.
Unfortunately, Big Boy’s human recently passed away. The daughter of the human who was taking care of Big Boy wants to have this boy euthanized, because he is an older cat. But Big Boy is 11, and he’s got lots of life left.
His former human’s ex-wife is a very kind person. She is driving an hour twice a day to give Big Boy his insulin shot. This is a lot to ask for from any human, especially one with lupus.
Big Boy does not have a lot of time left. If he doesn’t find a home soon, it is likely he will be euthanized. But this sweet diabetic cat has come so far and for a human who is willing to work with him, there’s no question he will reward that effort with lots of love.
I want to give everyone a paw high five. It may be a little sugary, because I am a diabetic cat, but I am sure it will make you happy.
My human tells me that you have a saying that cats have nine lives. Well, we all know this isn’t true, because I have seen my furiend Pepe go over the Rainbow Bridge and he did not get to live eight more times.
But if there ever was a cat who had nine lives, it’s the one I’m going to introduce you to today. Her name is Batgirl.
Batgirl was found on a Philadelphia street in April of last year. Her eyes were swollen shut because she had a really bad infection. A kind human took her to a shelter, but it was a high kill shelter. Poor Batgirl sat in the dark for a few days because her eyes couldn’t handle any light. Her time was just about up, but then her foster human spotted her and took her home. That’s two lives that Batgirl had used up, just by getting put in the shelter and having her death sentence commuted.
Only three days after Batgirl went home with her foster human, she almost died. But her human talked to some other humans, and she was able to recover. Less than a week later, Batgirl’s eyes healed enough for her to be able to see. But then she had another challenge. She didn’t know how to eat. So her human took her to work for a month, and fed her with a syringe for a month.
Batgirl faced a few more challenges that scared her human, and made her human think that the poor feline was never going to get a chance to live. But her human refused to give up, and Batgirl didn’t quit, either. And now she is a happy and active cat who celebrated her first birthday recently.
Whether you’re talking about a diabetic cat like me, or other special needs cats, please give us a chance. We may have medical conditions that you humans will have to work with, but there is nothing wrong with our heart or our ability to get into yours.
So my human was reading an article from Catster. It was about how the writer couldn’t do anything without her cats helping. She started thinking about this when her friend told her that her cat helped when it was time to paint the house. Apparently, when the walls were done, there were paw prints on the floor as well. Well, you humans may not like it, but we felines think that since we are on the floor more often than the wall, it needs painting too!
Then she listed other things that her cats help her with. There is a very long list of things that we do. Did you know that we felines are helpers when you humans:
Make the bed
Choose clothes for donation
Put away groceries
Do the laundry
Type on the computer
Vacuum the house
See how we help vacuum?
That got me thinking about how this diabetic cat helps his human. For example, I helped my human do his taxes. I sat on the papers and receipts he put together and helpfully put my paw on things that he needed to know. Yes, the rest of my body was on his papers, but that’s okay. He didn’t need the numbers that I covered up. And a diabetic cat knows all about numbers.
My human cooks a lot, and when he does I want to make sure his food tastes good. So I will go and nibble on his food to make sure it’s okay, and then if it is, I let him know. If it tastes good to a diabetic cat, it must be good.
When my human goes to the human doctor, they do tests. I help him test his senses between visits to the human doctor. For example, I make sure his sense of smell is working by doing my business in the middle of the night. I make sure his nose works okay and wakes him up.
And then in the morning, when he is in the shower, I make sure he can hear correctly, too. I’ll sit by the bathroom door and meow loudly, and then when he opens the door to check on me, I know that his hearing is okay so I walk away.