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I received this message on FB from my friend Mike Kodas, who adopted a cat fka Tucker.
"So Otto convinced to let him out when we went to see a friend's son play some jazz in Boulder Friday night. Coming home on our bikes, we saw a dog running up a side street with what I thought was a black purse in his mouth. I rode up on the dog to investigate, and saw that it was a coyote with someone's pet. I bore down on the yote as fast as I could, screaming, and it dropped the animal so it could run faster and get away from the crazy animal on the Schwinn. When I was far away I didn't think it was Otto, cause the animal looked so black in the dark, but as I got close I saw it was the gray dude. I dove off my bike to him, to make sure the coyote didn't come back for him, and started crying. I was sure he was dead. He wasn't moving and was all contorted. But when I petted him, he was still warm and I could feel him breath a little. I picked him up and screamed for Carolyn to call an all-night vet, we got him in the back seat of the car and raced him to the vet. I could hear him breath a little louder, but very labored, and on our way to the vet, he picked his head up. "No broken neck," I thought. His neck was totally soaked though, and I was yelling at Carolyn to find the wound so she could cover it with her hand. When we went into the Vet's office, into the light, we saw that Otto's left front leg was badly broken - both the ulna and radius sticking out of the skin of his leg. They took him and we waited for about 90 minutes. They did x-rays and it turns out that, aside from the broken leg, he had lost a canine tooth, had some air in his chest cavity that had escaped his lungs in the fight, which they thought would clear up fast, and was otherwise ok. Luckiest cat in the world. Everything with his care has gone fabulously (expensively, but fabulous). He had surgery yesterday and they have an external metal rig holding his leg while the bones heal. They said the bones and bed were in excellent shape for putting back together and he should heal up fine. He'd lost a tooth a week ago fighting a neighbor's cat, so he's got a hockey players grin now, but he's still with us and mostly whole. Our greatest challenge will be explaining to him that his outside days are pretty much over, unless it's during the day, in our fenced yard with one of us out there with him. We don't want to use up any more of his lives. The surgeon at the emergency vet said in his 13 years there, he'd never seen another cat survive a coyote or mountain lion attack. Otto's a bit of a celebrity there, due to surviving the attack and his generally fun personality. Saturday night, before his surgery, he managed to escape through a vent in the oxygen cage they had him in, even with all the IV tubes and his busted leg. They're still laughing about that. I'll write a blog and put up some more pictures of his recovery. Hope you're well. I knew that you would want to know about OttoTucker's big adventure. He's a survivor!!!!"
My response a 39 minutes ago
PRETTY MUCH out of the question??? Take another GOOD look at the picture. I thank God he's okay. Give him kisses for me, please.
I'm BEYOND pissed off right now. Otto is a cat he adopted from me with specific instructions for indoor only (all my cats that get adopted are supposed to be I.O.
12/02
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Originally Posted by moosmom
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