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    Scooter's Tale: A Rescue Cat's Story
    Scooter's Tale: A Rescue Cat's Story
    Scooter's Tale: A Rescue Cat's Story
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    Scooter's Tale: A Rescue Cat's Story

    By Trisha Faye

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    Scooter is one little feral kitten. One of the sixty million feral cats estimated to be in America. When he gets stuck and abandoned by his mother, he’s rescued and taken to a household of recused cats and dogs. Several months later when another rescue infects the household with calicivirus, the cat’s lives are threatened again. Being a vocal little kitty, Scooter wants to tell his story – the story of how being a rescue changed his life, how illness threatened the household, and how people can help other abandoned kittens.
    100% of the author's proceeds of this ebook benefit rescued cats in the DFW Metroplex and Cats of Angel’s Meadow, in Kentucky.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTrisha Faye
    Release dateApr 9, 2015
    ISBN9781310397875
    Scooter's Tale: A Rescue Cat's Story
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    Trisha Faye

    Trisha writes from north Texas where she spends her spare time gardening and rescuing abandoned kittens.

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      Scooter's Tale - Trisha Faye

      SCOOTER’S TALE: A Rescue Cats Story

      As told to Trisha Faye

      Smashwords Edition

      Cover design by Lisa Olive

      100 % of the author’s proceeds of this ebook goes to support rescued cats.

      Half of the profits goes to cats and kittens in the DFW Metroplex area of Texas

      and half goes to Cats of Angel’s Meadow in Kentucky.

      Discover other titles by Trisha Faye:

      Memory Gardens

      Wash on Monday

      Spinning a New Life in Texas

      Dear Arlie: Postcards to a Friend (1907-1913)

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only.

      This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people.

      Thank you for respecting the hard work of all authors.

      Table of Contents:

      Prologue

      The Day My Life Changed

      A Strange Place

      My New Mommies

      Meeting Dr. C.

      They Call Me Scooter

      My Sissies

      Vacation Bound

      Growing Up

      This One Brought Bad Luck

      The Bad Gets Worse

      Friends to the Rescue

      Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig

      The Life I Could Have Had

      Sissies are Acting Strange

      I’m Pouting

      She’s Back

      It’s Spring

      My Piggy

      I’m Underappreciated

      Toys, Toys, Toys

      Full Moons in Paradise

      The Full Moon’s Not Over Yet

      Sissies Surprise

      Losing Thelma

      Jasper Arrives

      Losing Miracle

      Life Goes On

      CAT RESCUE FACILITIES

      CARING FOR ABANDONED KITTENS

      ONLINE RESOURCES FOR KITTEN RESCUE CARE

      CALICIVIRUS

      NATIONAL FERAL CAT DAY®

      PROLOGUE

      Sixty million cats! That’s how many feral cats the Department of Animal Care and Control estimates are living on the streets in America. (http://www.statisticbrain.com/cat-statistics/) That’s a lot!

      That number is only a third of the estimated numbers of domestic cats in the US. The Wildlife Society reports, "The domestic cat (Felis catus) is the most popular pet in the United States, with numbers ranging between 148 and 188 million individuals." (http://joomla.wildlife.org/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=845) I don’t know if the Wildlife Society estimate includes feral populations, or is only an estimation of cats housed in domestic households. Either way, that’s still a huge number of felines, tame and wild.

      According to the Metroport Humane Society, A single cat and her offspring can produce 420,000 kittens in just seven years. (http://metroporthumanesociety.org/newsletter.pdf) Left to roam on their own, without spaying and neutering, and no human interference, the cat population only escalates each year.

      Individuals or organizations trying to help 60 million cats seems impossible. But by reaching out to our own backyards, and caring about our own little sphere of influence in the world, we can improve the lives of many that are doomed to a life of scarcity, fear, and ultimate death from an untold number of threats.

      Scooter’s Tale is the story of one little abandoned and rescued kitten and his adopted family. Along with his two sisters, a few cousins and other step-siblings, they rule the house in their new home in Roanoke Texas. No longer constrained to a life in the wild, scrounging for food, searching for warmth and shelter, and fleeing from predators, they now live in a heated and air conditioned home, where food and water are available 24/7, along with immediate medical care whenever necessary. They spend their days napping on soft comfortable beds, while their staff of two brings them soft yummy kitten food at several predetermined intervals. All that’s missing is the Nubien beauty fanning them and feeding them grapes. Or, catnip biscuits, which they’d probably prefer.

      100% of the proceeds from the sale of Scooter’s Tale benefits feral and rescued cats in the Dallas-Fort Worth metroplex and Cats of Angels Meadow, a cat rescue facility in Kentucky.

      Thank you for purchasing Scooter’s Tale. Scooter thanks you, along with the others benefiting from your generosity. If you have the urge to help out more, a list of resources and ideas follows at the end. Some tips and advice for caring for your own rescued kittens is also included.

      In this particular case, it’s probably the only appropriate time we can say … Happy Catting Around!

      Trisha Faye

      texastrishafaye@yahoo.com

      www.trishafaye.com

      THE DAY MY LIFE CHANGED

      October 24, 2013

      My life is drastically different from the life I should have had.

      Life changed in a moment, one Thursday afternoon when the humans found me.

      I only remember being scared – more scared than I’d ever been. (As if I’d had a lot of life experience in my 3 ½ weeks of life) My mommy was gone. My first mommy that is, my furry, cat mommy.

      I don’t know if she left me, or if I crawled off and got stuck and she couldn’t get me. My new mommies tell me I’m ornery. I suppose they're right. I was probably like that back when I was a baby too.

      I have vague memories of another mommy. They’re fading now and become less clear the older I get. I remember warm. And furry. And yummy, yummy milk to drink.

      But … then I went exploring. I think. And I got stuck. And mommy disappeared. Or, did mommy disappear and I went looking for her and got stuck? I really don’t remember. It all happened so long ago. I was so little then. I was just a baby. Not like the big boy that I am now.

      Scared. That’s all I remember – being very, very scared. I cried for my mommy. I cried and cried - and cried some more. I meowed my little heart out, till I couldn’t cry anymore.

      I was hungry.

      I was lonely.

      I was scared.

      Did I tell you how scared I was?

      Time passed. I don’t know how much. I don’t know if I was alone for hours, or most of the day. And then, I heard it. A giant’s voice went booming through my world. I heard something (I later learned it was called a human) call out, I hear something.

      Louder, the voice called out, I hear it. There’s a kitten in here. Come help me.

      Noises banged above my head.

      Bang! Crash! Clang!

      A huge hand came reaching for me. I felt it touch me. I scooted in tighter to my little hidey hole. It was grabbing for me. I kept scooting – trying to get away from it. I was meowing now, as loud as I could with my scratchy little voice. I was scared to death.

      I was wedged in tight to my little hidden space. They’ll never find me here. I heard two voices now. They were right above me. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t go any farther.

      Mommy, I called. I wanted her to come save me from the monsters. She didn’t come.

      I felt so alone.

      The first voice said, It’s trapped between the seat and the side of the boat. I’m going to yank the seat away. You grab it.

      Gulp.

      I tried to hold on tight. MOMMY, I cried with all my might. MOMMY! It just came out like a scratchy little squeak. Two hands grabbed me and lifted me out of my safe spot.

      Help! I cried.

      I struggled. I held my little arms out, straight and stiff. I wasn’t going peacefully. I had no idea who these two gigantic monsters were. For all I know, they wanted to eat me! I was just a little itty bitty thing. I wasn’t even enough for a snack.

      A STRANGE PLACE

      Leave me alone! I meowed. I screamed.

      They carried me off. Bright light – sunshine from the open yard blinded me. Then, I was inside a strange place. Now, I was even more scared. There were strange smells and weird looking objects. The two giants were holding me and examining me. I kept hearing their voices.

      Awwww.

      Such a tiny little thing.

      His voice is funny. It’s sounds hoarse.

      I wonder if it’s hungry.

      I told you I heard something.

      They didn’t seem mean. They weren’t trying to gobble me up. I stopped fighting so much. The two strange creatures wrapped me up in a fluffy warm towel. One held me and stroked the top of my head and made funny little noises. It did feel kind of good. It seems like they were glad to find me.

      The other giant, the one not holding me, said I’ll make some milk. Thank goodness we still have some formula left over from Docker. Now, where did I put that bottle?

      Milk? What’s that?

      Bottle? What’s a bottle?

      Docker? What in the world is that?

      I was so confused. Later I found out that Docker was the kitty rescued a few months before me. I heard that he was found in the same boat. That was how he got his name. But, I didn’t know that on the first day they found me.

      I was more interested in the milk part. It sounded like it might be something to eat. My little tummy was hungry. It had been a long time since Mommy fed me breakfast – long before we got separated from each other.

      One of them (such strange creatures they were) said, Poor little thing. It’s so skinny. And hoarse. Who knows how long it’s been crying. I’m glad I heard it.

      The other voice said, It wouldn’t have been alive in the morning. As cold as the nights are now, and out there all by itself, it would have died.

      What? I would

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