|King was in the brush and couldn't move|
I didn't know what to do. I didn't have a carrier with me. One was at the vet with Rex, also from the park, as he was being altered. The other we lent to a friend. The only other carriers were at home and were the large dog carriers in which I had brought my dogs to Cyprus. A trap would not have helped because King could not walk.
He has been a lot friendlier lately, allowing me to pet him, and rubbing against my legs when I arrive, but yesterday morning he was feeling vulnerable and frightened and he was in pain. He was hissing and spitting and I knew it would be hard to catch him.
My phone was out of juice. I got in a quick call to Nik before it died. I decided to go on down to the lower park and feed the rest of the cats, then go home and get a large carrier, and ask Nik to meet me at the park on his lunch hour to try to catch King.
When I got down to the lower park I found Sose with a deep wound behind his ear, and Pookie was sick. She was sneezing everywhere.
|Sose with his injury|
|Pookie has a bad cold, I hope that is all it is|
|Mustafa has some bald spots. What's up?|
But they both ate well along with the others, so I focused my concern on King's needs.
After feeding the other cats I went back up to check on King to see if he would eat. I had a pouch of something special in the car and he ate the whole thing.
|King was very hungry and I was so happy he ate|
Since he had dragged himself a ways toward the kibble and water bowls, I thought he might be thirsty and brought him some water. He didn't drink any.
|He wouldn't drink any water|
Nik met me at the park on his lunch break and went right to work trying to catch him. It's times like these when what we really need is a net, but all we had was garden gloves, a gigantic carrier, and a towel. We were both crawling around under the brush trying to corner him and he was pitifully hissing and spitting and dragging himself away from us.
|Nik goes into the brush where King is hiding|
|King made sure he dragged himself where we couldn't reach him|
|Nik in the brush closing in on King|
|That's King's hind side and tail sticking out from between the boulders|
|Thank goodness Nik had some jeans to change into|
|Nik is trying to get a grip on him here without getting bitten|
|And sure enough he pops up with King in his hands, I couldn't believe it|
|And there you have it, Nik comes through for us again. He got a big kiss after this.|
It took us Nik's entire lunch hour but we got him. I couldn't believe it. I was sure we would have to come back again later.
King's x-rays show his hip is broken. We have to wait and see if he can eliminate by himself before we can fully understand his condition. He has already done his peepee but we have to wait on the other. If he can do that then it is just a matter of time like it was with Arsinoe to see if he can walk again. If so, he will have to be contained for a long time so his hip can heal, which means keeping him in a large carrier here at home. He can't go back to the park.
It broke my heart to see this dignified, proud, and benevolent creature I have gotten to know so well and care about so much, crippled with pain and reduced to terror. I hate cars. I really do. Thank God, he wasn't killed.
Please send King your prayers for a full and speedy recovery.
|We love you King and we pray you will heal|
Nik, thanks for coming through for us. Thank you.
And thank you all for your prayers and your kind and loving thoughts.
|The majestic King when I first met him|