Baby Boy

Meet Baby Boy, my 'special needs' kitty. Well he's not really a kitty, he's almost two years old. But, he's definitely 'special'. You see, he was kicked and mistreated as a baby and ended up in a shelter for abused animals. Because of the neurological damage he sustained, he wasn't expected to live, let alone ever walk again. But 'determination' is his middle name.

He wasn't my kitty at first. My daughter heard about him and came to the rescue (umm, if I remember correctly, this is how we ended up with one of our dogs too!). But, when she moved to her apartment, guess who ended up with him? Mmmm, hmmm, you guessed it--me!

He is the most lovable, kind, happy cat anyone could ever ask for. He has learned to walk as long as he curls his tail over his back for balance. Now and again he 'tips over', but, he's such a good sport, he gets right back up and goes again. He can't run, but he has learned to hop. Yes, hop. His back legs spring off the floor just like a bunny and he can hop really fast. When he's especially happy, he hops around and around the house until his little legs tire out. Then a good cat-nap is in order.

Besides lot of hugs and encouragement, the only thing that Baby Boy requires to keep him happy is his daily treat. Every evening at 6:00 on the dot, Baby Boy reminds me that it's time for his 'yum-yum'. His treat for the day is a small amount of soft food just for being the perfect kitty.

I think we can all learn something from Baby-Boy. He could be the poster cat for 'When the going gets tough, the tough get going'! I know he keeps me going some days. So, if you're ever having a bad day, think of little Baby Boy. His advice for life: "If you tip over, get back up, don't forget your nap, and have a 'yum-yummy' day"!

xo,
Sally