Lil’ Pancake – Happy Update – Successful Surgery For a Kitten Born Without an Anus

9/24/20 – Happy Lil’ Pancake Update-On August 11 we were asked to help with surgery for a 9 week-old kitten born without an anus. She would vomit and fecal matter would pass through her vulva whenever she got blocked. We were thankful that we could help save this little girl and give her a chance at a good quality of life. She did have successful surgery and when we followed up we learned that Lil’ Pancake was running and playing like the kitten she is although she did have a little leakage which resulted in some irritation. Wearing preemie pampers helped Lil’ Pancake and yesterday we received an update from Deborah, Founder of Saving Cats & Kittens in MI. – diana 4paws1heart.org/donations/
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“Diana, I just wanted to touch base and let you know that little pancake is doing fantastic after her surgery and to thank you so much for helping us save her life.
She is just a joy, the happiest little kitten, and she has quite a bit of control in the litter box and only needs cleaning up sometimes.
We truly thought she would be a diaper baby after the surgery but she has really made great progress.
Thank you for all that you do.- Deborah”

Stefan – Adopted – He Was Found Emaciated With His Head Chewed Up –

Update from Foster Mom, Dee:  Stefan has been adopted…wonderful women was very interested in another kitty I have for adoption….I knew she wasn’t what she was looking for…..but I knew Stefan was….and now known as Rascal….purrfect name for him…..happiness is happening!stefan=9:22:20 stefan 9:22:20
Stefan came from off the streets…he was super skinny, hissy and scared. Some sort of animal tried to eat his head…literally….has a chuck out of his ear to prove it and a now gone, bacterial infection due to the bite. NOW…Stefan is the sweetest, loveable…. Melty kitten…what is a melty kitty…one that just lays in your arms and melts. He loves laps and being carried around…and then run around like crazy. He has the craziest meow that doesn’t stop…and that is just 1 long long… long meow. We laugh at him constantly….now it’s time to share him….find a home of his very own. He about 3 months old, Negative tested FIV, FeLV & heartworm. Shots & Rabies done…and will be neutered in a couple of weeks. Oh did I mention he is the longest legs I have ever seen on a cat. Please if you would love a lap kitty…with the craziest meow and longest legs- contact me! Please contact me through messenger or email at [email protected] Stefan is located in St Clair Shores, MI. Thank you 4 Paws 1 Heart for taking care of his medical and for other homeless and abandoned animals. And thank you Stephanie Bushey for be the superwomen who wouldn’t leave him under the propane rack like the others did.”

Chris – Born Cross-Eyed and Needing Medical Assistance

9/22/20 – Chris lived a barn life in his first 5-6 weeks. He was recently rescued by Paws, Awes, & Claws. Because of a number of serious cases they have been involved with in the past recent months, the director contacted us to see if we could help with two kittens needing complicated medical help. As our supporters know just by following our cases, this has been a very, very tough 5-6 months of dying and very ill and injured cats/kittens, so it was no surprise that this rescue was overwhelmed as we often are. Because of the number of requests for help we’ve had, I agreed to help Chris who has issues with his eyes. As you can see from the photo, Chris is cross-eyed. He has been taken to one vet already and it is suspected he might have entropion in both eyes. Chris is at the point where he can hardly open one eye. He will be seen our one of our favorite, go-to doctors and we will go from there. Please keep little Chris in your prayers — he is under 2 lbs and will surely need our positive thoughts should he need surgery. If possible, please consider making a donation so that we can continue to meet the needs of these innocent, ill animals. They have no one else but all of us. – Diana

Molly – Born to a Feral Mom and Rescued at 5 Weeks Old With An Upper Respiratory Infection

9/20/20 – Molly was born to a feral mom and rescued at 5 weeks old when she was suffering from an upper respiratory infection. She has been treated but will require more antibiotics and then the usual vetting — spay, vaccines, and testing — which will all be done before being adopted. Unfortunately, all of this is taking longer than usual because of the back-ups resulting from the months of shut downs and restrictions amongst the veterinary hospitals. Molly is a polydactyl and already has a new mom lined up. The new mom is in California helping with the fires but will be back home soon to welcome her new baby. We were very thankful that we could help our 4p1h friend, Shari B, who we have worked with in the past. She does a great job in finding the purrfect homes for those she rescues. – diana

Tigress – The Rest of the Story

9/19/20 – Jeff’s second writing about his journey rescuing Tigress. – diana
“And here is the one I wrote today. – Jeff Moore
“The Waiting Is The Hardest Part”
My hand shook while I filled out the form in my car, granting my consent to the vet for her care. Tigress was in rough shape. I was worried about her prognosis and nervous that the vet would recommend euthanasia.
On our three-hour drive home from Sturgis the other day, where she was found outside, struggling to survive, the thought crossed my mind that her life was now in my hands and I, and only me, would have to determine her fate.
It was a heavy thought.
She hardly fought me as I put her in the pet carrier to take her to the vet. I wondered if that was a bad sign, perhaps she had accepted death and the release from the pain she had been feeling for quite some time.
On the short drive to the vet, she gazed at me with her sad, beautiful green eyes, as her nose watered and her tongue stuck out, drool running down her chin. She sneezed once or twice. She was pitiful looking.
I had to remain strong for her, I thought.
The vet technician came to get her out of the car and gently carried her into the office. Sadly, I had to remain in the car while they examined her.
The wait, a mere half hour, seemingly took up my entire morning.
I fiddled with my phone. I turned the radio on and off. I shooed a bee out of my car that had flown in through an open window. I watched an elderly lady in the car next to me pluck hairs from her chin while she waited for her dog, also inside.
Why was this taking so long, I asked myself, bracing for the worst news possible.
The door to the veterinary office shot open and out walked the vet technician who had taken Tigress in, minus Tigress.
I rolled my window down. It went down slowly despite me anxiously pressing on the button as hard as I ever have.
“We gave her a shot of antibiotics, her rabies vaccination and her distemper. She only has one tooth left so it will be a dry food diet going forward. She is not a fan of having her face touched,” the vet technician said, in the most matter-of-fact way, holding up her hand to show me where Tigress had scratched her. “I will bring her out to you in a few minutes.”
I felt stupid but quite relieved at the same time. My worrying was all for naught.
Tigress was a fighter, after all, having spent the past two years living outside. This would not be the day she crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Instead, we were on our way home to start her new life.”
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Tigress – Missing Fur, Most of Her Teeth Gone, and Infections in her Eyes and Ears

9/18/20 – After helping a senior cat named Tigress, our friend and rescuer, Jeffrey Moore, wrote these two beautiful stories about the experience. – diana
I wrote this one from Saturday when I picked her up at her finder’s house.
“The Final Goodbye”
I watched from the street as the man in the front window lifted what would become my precious cargo off of the cat tree and into his arms. I had brought a pet carrier with me for this exact purpose but he opened the front door of his house and carried the cat out to my car in his arms, like a baby.
Tigress was worse off than the photos online let on. Missing fur and most, maybe all, of her teeth, her eyes and nose watered, obvious signs of an infection. She sneezed and discharge shot from her ears.
“She has been coming around for two years,” the man said, still holding the cat in his arms. He did not want to let her go but he knew he had to. This could be her only chance at a healthy, stable life and waiting any longer might end up costing her that life.
She did not want to go with me, this unfamiliar, bearded stranger, either.
As the man placed her into the crate in the backseat of my car, she tried to get away but the man quickly closed the door of the crate, sealing her fate. She cried out, the only sound she would make on the three-hour journey to her new, temporary home.
It was a heartbreaking scene, on a quiet, residential street in the middle of a small, rural Michigan town, a few miles from the Indiana state line.
The man extended his hand. “Thank you,” he said.Tigress 9:15:20 tigress 2--9:2:20 tigress---9:2:20 tigress w:jeffrey moore. 9:2:20jpg

Diva – Update

9/17/20 – Diva update! I’m ecstatic to report that Diva is turning the corner! Several doctors have helped along the way with ideas and suggestions. Cynthia has helped with Reiki and handmade special healing blankets. My co worker Julie took her for a few days and 4 p 1 h supporters have pitched in… Dee and Rick have worked so hard to keep meds, daily baths, and hourly supportive care going day and night.. She was literally so fragile!! We recently started the pred, vit b 12, the clavamox and a new probiotic. She has finally begun to thrive! Foster mommy Dee has sent me more poop pics than I’ve ever received on my cell, and the most recent ones really made me happy! I might have cried a little. Thank u everyone involved in the journey for this girl and let’s pray she continues to hold her own after the meds are finished. Ginadiva 9:17:20-- Diva 9:17:20--- diva----9:17:20

Tater Tot – Living Under a Laser Cutting Machine

9/17/20 – Meet Tater Tot. He was living under a laser cutting machine and the boss wanted “him gone”. An employee was concerned that someone in the shop would try to harm him and five minutes before leaving for the day, he was able to trap Tater Tot. He then called his wife (who we’ve assisted before) and, of course, she said there was no choice other than to bring him home. Tater Tot was given a large crate to decompress in and the daughters in the family worked to build his trust. He seemed to enjoy being petted and purred each time. Tater Tot was so filthy from living in an industrial shop that the girls had to wash their hands after each petting session. Finally, the family was able to bathe him an dawn soap and, as you can see, he’s loving life in his cozy hammock. Tater Tot will be getting ‘the works’ next week and the family will make sure that Tater Tot lives a safe and wonderful life from here on out. – diana

Charlize – Update – Hanging Out in Her New Cozy Homemade Bed

9/14/20 – Remember Charlize? Someone was going to throw her out of a car window but instead was handed over to a kind person who contacted the police. Her body had been burned with chemicals and we were contacted by the Eastpointe Chief Animal Control Officer. Charlize was taken to our partner emergency hospital and later went to a wonderful foster home. Last week I received a message from a kind woman who has a friend who makes a sells these beautifully hand-crafted beds. She had seen Charlize’s photos and thought that her burned little body would feel so good in this very soft and plush bed. The kind woman, Nancy, dropped of the bed on Sunday, my husband brought the bed to Charlize yesterday. And, here she is already attached and laying claim to her beautiful bed. There are so many wonderful people in this world; it’s unfortunate that too often, we only hear of the worse. – diana