I found a cat that I thought had been run over a few years ago. It was down the road from the flat I used to rent. Anyway was driving home & I saw this cat lying on the road by the curb. I parked my car up & approached the cat who I stroked & she looked old & so ill & weak.. I picked up the cat & knocked on the neighbours doors. Spoke to one lady & she said "Oh he's back" and went on to say that she was feeding her a few months ago but she dissapeared. I put her in my car & drove to the vets I used to live above - only 1 min away & bought a box to take her to the RSPCA centre. I didnt even think of asking the vet to see her ? (How stupid thinking back)
Anyway put the poor little girl in the box & drove 12 miles to the RSPCA Centre, got there & it had closed
The only thing for it was to take her home with me untill the morning. To cut a long story short I had her untill the Monday morning. Got so attached to her ..
This is turning out to be very long sorry ! On the Monday morning I took her in & left her with RSPCA & I cried my eyes out all the way home as I just wasnt too hopeful for her future really.
Drove back home, turned round the corner & saw the posters on the lamp post
HAVE YOU SEEN CAMILLACalled the number & found which house she was from & knocked on the door. A girl answered the door & the first thing she said was "Is she dead?" I told her no but she is in a very bad way at the RSPCA Centre. She them went on to explain that she was very elderly, had a tumor & is always kept indoors but got out with the builders were in. I think they had been advised that Camilla should of been put down as she was worried about that. She went & got her back home & called to say thankyou.
Poor little Camilla.. my car is named after her
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