Nermal was in need of dental surgery desperately, and now we need help raising the remaining funds!
In 2007, Nermal was rescued from a home with 50+ indoor cats that were all interbreeding. Through the rescue that I volunteered for, Nermal came to live with me as a foster kitty - I fell in love and she adopted me.
Our family moved from Alberta to British Columbia, where I took up volunteering for a new rescue. This year, when Nermal started showing signs of dental disease, they kindly offered to take Nermal on so we could get a “rescue rate” at our local, most trusted veterinarian. The discount was over $600, which was absolutely amazing… but we still have over $1100 left to pay. The original bill would have been over $1700, so thankfully we don’t have to raise quite as much now.
Due to a genetic disorder (hip dysplasia), I have been off of work for nearly a year. In 16 days, I will go in for my second major surgery to help me walk properly again. I have to travel to a different city because no orthopedic surgeons on Vancouver Island even perform the surgeries I need (I am kind of a unique case). My husband, thankfully, is employed, but with two kids, we barely make ends meet on his salary. Nermal is a wonderful cat, who has seen well over 30 foster cats and kittens come through our home (before they were able to be adopted). She is the best cat a family could ask for.
I hate to ask, but we really really need help. You can visit our online fundraising page here:
I think most of my followers know I volunteer in animal rescue, and that I love all animals. Today was a rough day in rescue for me. I had to tell a dedicated foster mom about the results of her foster cat’s blood work, and it was not good news. James has to be euthanized :(
His pancreas isn’t working like it should, and neither is his liver. He has diabetes and we cannot control his sugars - even with human-grade insulin. We’ve tried for months to get him stable, but it just isn’t working.
I feel just wretched about this poor cat’s situation. He was rescued in the Fall by our local animal control office from the home of a hoarder. James had no access to food, water, or litter. James was found horribly emaciated, with folds and folds of excess skin. He clearly had been a much larger cat at one point in time… but when animal control got him he was reduced to a skeleton in baggy cat clothes. Animal control contacted our rescue, and we agreed to fund his medical care, and eventually foster him when they ran out of space at the shelter.
James was fostered in my home for December and part of January. When I realized that my life was too busy to accommodate all of his needs (insulin every 12 hours, a strict food schedule, no extra food), I fostered him with a gal I had met at work - she is a vet tech and lived on a farm. I couldn’t have asked for a better place for James to go. I feel like placing him with her was the best I could have done for him. It was the last thing I will have done for him.
His foster mom wants a few more days with him. To spoil him and let him do whatever he wants. He is very food motivated, so she’s gonna let him pig out a little before we go to the vet. She really loves him. I feel just terrible.