Gus came from Cavan pound to AHAR to me for fostering in Febrary 2012. We don’t know how he got to the pound – stray, abandoned, surrendered or cruelty case. He’s a wee affectionate JRT cross, about 1 year old, neutered (so someone cared about him once), emaciated (not just painfully thin, genuinely emaciated), mange ridden and with a chest infection. He must have been in pain, poor wee, brave thing.
Gus’s Story & Recovery
Gus came from Cavan pound to AHAR to me for fostering. We don’t know how he got to the pound – stray, abandoned, surrendered or cruelty case. He’s a wee affectionate JRT cross, about 1 year old, neutered (so someone cared about him once), emaciated (not just painfully thin, genuinely emaciated), mange ridden and with a chest infection. He must be in pain, poor wee, brave thing.
He’ll be staying with me for a wee while, needless to say. And he’s not eaten any cats yet – though Granny’s been looking hungrily at him! He’s being treated for the mange and the chest infection, he’s gettin lots of lovins and he’s getting a/d diet alongside his dry food to see if we can’t get a bit of weight on him.
Some of these pictures will be very painful to see. Sry. So I’ve included a few of the residents reactions at the end to cheer you up. They’re not bowled over with delight I have to say.
Gus is the sweetest wee thing. How anyone could let him get into this state is beyond me – even if he got into this state as a stray, how many people walked past him and did nothing?
He who passively accepts evil is as much involved in it as he who helps to perpetrate it. He who accepts evil without protesting against it is really cooperating with it. ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.
And guess how long he ended up in a room by himself? Night 2, thought I heard him whining (was actually the strong winds down the chimney but my hearing’s appalling), went thru to him and he was sitting on a stool gazing sadly out the window. So I brought him through with me. Willpower of an Essex girl I have. He snuggled up to me all night. And Scrabble and he are touching noses already.
Someone asked me after I’d posted this “How do they DO that?”, ie. inviegle their way in to your home and heart.
I kinda like the way my reply turned out, so am reposting it here:
“I think what they do is look at you like –
I’m sad and lonely and scared. Thx for dinner, I’m ever so grateful. But I don’t really expect anything at all. Really. This is how I’ve lived.
And your head explodes with sadness for them. And you wanna make it up to them and show em how different it can be.”
You might remember Gus came to me on the 20th Feb emaciated, mangy and coughing. He’d been pulled from Cavan pound and we didn’t know if he was a surrender, a cruelty case or a stray. He was a mess. He’s looking a lot better now! His mange was the stress-related kind (not infectious) and may return if he’s stressed – but then again it might not – it may just have been the severe stress he was under. Only time will tell. Anyway, the mange is mostly cleared up and his fur is growing back.
Gus Visits Bantry House
Bantry House recently. It’s a great place to visit in Bantry – with a gorgeous covered outdoor area beside the cafe for enjoying the view without having to get wet. Fortunately the days we’ve visited, the sun’s been glorious. Gus and I didn’t go very far beyond the cafe but there’s plenty beauty just touring the outside of the house. We’d highly recommend folk visit!
Dogs are welcome, so long as they are kept on a lead and behave themselves. Gus wasn’t deliriously happy about the lead part, but behaved himself very well and thoroughly enjoyed his visit.