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| Name: |
Memo
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Age: |
Two years old
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Male
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Cat
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| Home: |
Viña del Mar, Chile |
This
is our Memo, he is two years old and I don't know if he is from some
specific breed but to us he's the most beautiful black cat in the whole
world and he lives a wonderful life in Viña del Mar, Chile.
What makes Memo special is that he began his life suffering, we found
him by chance and he became the great and sweet cat that he is. He was
found lying faded on the sidewalk, surrounded by dogs but not moving at
all. He didn't open his eyes or seem to be awake, so we decided to do
something and took him to our apartment. His skinny body was full of
fleas and ticks, he barely had some hair in spots over his body and was
starving and dehydrating to death. We gave him some milk, squeezing it
from a cotton into his mouth. After he drank a whole glass of water and
before he fell asleep for an entire day, we sprinkled something to help
him get rid of the fleas and wrapped his body with a plastic bag
(obviously leaving his head out it). Later, we realized that his
thousands of dead fleas seemed like black sand on the bottom of the plastic
bag.
When he woke up, he was confused and weak, he drank a lot of water and
milk again but he also met his beloved tuna. He won our hearts
immediately. He miaowed so loud that we can hear him half block away. He
went out every day to the woods crossing the highway nearby our
apartment to chase hares with other cats. He woke us up every day at 6
a.m. to open the door for him when we heard him. There was a day, when
we opened the door and he came into the house with a white and yellow
striped baby cat in his mouth, we asked everybody if someone had lost it
and stuck flyers, but it turned out to be another homeless cat thrown
out. (He is Vicente, Memo's partner to everything he does.)
He lived his happy routine till once he didn't come back, so, we
desperately looked for him in the woods for nine days. Every night my mom,
my sister and I woke up listening to his powerful miaows really far into
the woods, but we couldn't find him. We got convinced that he had died
in an attempt to cross the highway, but at the 10th day, when we had
lost all our hopes in finding him, we heard him outside our door at 3
p.m., as loud as always, but with a bike wire encrusted into his neck.
(A commonly used trap to hunt rabbits and hares, you can see it
illegally used everywhere in our country).
The awful wound took a long time to heal, his neck hair where he had the
wire grew white leaving a reminder of that incident. But now Memo is a
big healthy cat living in a big house with six more cats that we saved
from cruel owners and the one Memo himself saved. You can see him very
happy, jumping and chasing them around, living the life that a wonderful
creature like him deserves.
*Here, in Chile, people are very mean to animals, they throw them
out and consider them like "objects," there are poor laws against animal
cruelty but nobody cares enough to report or to press charges, because
the police never shows up when the reason for your call is an animal
suffering. You can see all the time people doing terrible things, there
are few people who really care and interested into helping animals.
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