This
is Mickey Mouse. Yes, we realize the irony. His story begins at a
local community pool. We noticed a very skinny, dirty, and sad kitty
trying to get attention. He had no front claws, and really needed to get
to a vet. We took him, and were told he, was a she! So we named her Minnie
Mouse because of three spots on her back that formed the "Mickey Mouse"
design. About a week later, at a recheck, the vet said, "Umm, she's a he!"
So she became Mickey. Mickey was very thin, just seven pounds, anemic and had
several infections. But some love, medicine, and more love got him up to
twelve pounds in just a week!
The vet thinks he is about seven years old. Mickey has a brother named
Koda, a corgi dog, and they get along great. They often race up the stairs
to try to get into my daughters bed first. There is plenty of room for
both. I am so glad Mickey is happy and healthy once again. I can't imagine
anyone not wanting him! We did post pictures and flyers around our
neighborhood, but no one has called. So he is ours now, and I am so glad he is.
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