Squeak, my true soul mate

by Lucy
(Grant, AL USA)





Squeak was a rescue. He was abandoned at an auto shop next door.

Once we got him out from one of the car doors we could see he was covered with fleas as if they were coffee grounds. Still, I hugged him and tried to eliminate his fears by bringing him inside.

I gave him his first bath with Dawn dish washing soap to kill the fleas and warmed some milk.

He couldn't have been more than 2-3 weeks young for he didn't know at first how to drink from a bowl and I didn't have a dropper or syringe so I finger fed him.

The next day I took him to the vet for a checkup and found out he weighed in at 1/2 ounce. That was in May of 2011. Squeak grew fast and always was nearby.

He was like a dog in a cat body.

When I came home, he'd be sitting on the windowsill until I entered, then jump on my breast as if he was a magnet or Velcro.

At night he slept on my head like a hat.

Then one day the following year he took ill. I didn't know what happened. He acted as if something was caught in his throat, like he was trying to cough up a fur ball.

He recovered but then 2 weeks later, the same thing happened again. This time he keeled over after coughing up something. I immediately wrapped him in a towel and drove to the emergency Vet. He weighed in at 12 lbs, they said he was anemic and hemorrhaging somewhere but it would cost me over a $2,000 to explore where and why.

Lord knows I didn't have that kind of cash around so I took him to the local vet when they opened up the next morning. She said there was nothing she could do, just to make him comfortable and keep him hydrated.

He was gone 10 hrs later, that night, July 12, 2012.

Squeak was the most loving, caring, companion I ever had in my life, I miss him daily.

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