A victim of nature, a casualty of time.

Friends For Life
2 min readOct 25, 2022

Boris’ rescuer found him emaciated and not looking good.

She brought him to her home, and then to the vet, where the bloodwork showed he has a hyperthyroid condition. Once she got him home, she contacted us for help; she loves him, but the level of care he needed was more than she felt capable of handling.

We had the space at that time, and he was one of those “long shot” cats that wouldn’t get a chance most anywhere else (even with a condition that is totally manageable). We brought him in ASAP.

That could be the end of a happy story. Boris got a second chance, and space to recover.

BUT WAIT — THERE’S MORE!

During intake we found a microchip! After some research, we got his owner’s contact information and gave them a call. About five days with no response despite us repeatedly reaching out, and we assumed that he was abandoned and just not wanted anymore. We’d start the process of getting him ready to find his new forever home.

We could end the story here, too. Boris has recovered, AND we’re going to find him a new home.

BUT WAIT — THERE’S EVEN MORE!

On day six we got a phone call from the owner’s daughter in law; Boris wasn’t abandoned at all! His owner was having some medical issues, and as she deteriorated, so did her memory.

When her daughter in law called us, Boris’ owner had been in the hospital for a few days, and they were getting ready to transfer her to hospice. Boris wasn’t unwanted; he was a victim of nature. A casualty of time. When the daughter in law noticed Boris was missing, she tried looking for him, but she wasn’t able to find him. She was so relieved to hear he was safe and with us. She asked us if we would be able to help rehome him, to which she got a very enthusiastic “YES!”

Boris is safe and sound, and now that he’s not missing meals and on medication, he’ll be able to get healthy.

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