What a wonderful vet! Years ago, when I had my first apartment, I found a beautiful grey female cat. She used to hang out in the parking lot of my building. I asked my landlord if I could keep her and she said yes, with the promise that I would have her spayed. She recommended a vet. When I took the cat (I named her Suzy) to the vet I found out she was pregnant. I kept her of course. She gave birth to four kittens. Friends took two kittens, my sister-in-law took one (she named him Mop because of his wild hair) and I kept the runt and named him Tigger because of his stripes. He was so small and it didn't take long for me to figure out something was wrong. I took him to the vet and after an exam the vet found out he had an enlarged heart. He told me the chances for his survival were slim, but I wanted to try anyway. We tried so hard. I had to give him medication every three hours. When I had to work I had friends who would stay with him to ensure he would get his medication and the proper care. Little Tigger didn't make it. The vet told me that because we tried when most people would have given up, all of his care was free. This was a man who truly cared about animals. Isn't it wonderful when you meet someone like that? Suzy has passed on but I will always remember that wonderful man and my friends who tried so hard to save Tigger.

[This message has been edited by Genia (edited January 09, 2001).]