My Puddy was born w/this condition although I didn't know it had a name and my old vet never told me it did. (Maybe he didn't know either.) Puddy's family kept her outdoors on a busy street because her mother had rejected her. They took her to their vet who at first wanted to put her to sleep. But instead, he opted for splinting her leg w/a metal splint that had rubbed through to the bone, causing a severe infection. The family didn't want to try anything else and that's when a friend of mine said "Wait! Let my friend take a look at her." I went to see her, this little half pint calico who weighed less than a pound, and it was love at first sight. On my part. Puddy, not so much. LOL She hissed at me and that sealed it; she was going home w/me. When my vet saw her, he said "This splint has got to go" and he removed it, treated the infection and said "She's going to walk w/a limp. Can you deal w/that?" I said "Hey, if she can deal w/it, I can deal w/it. As long as I know she isn't in pain." Well, that was 14 years ago and the Pudster is still hangin' in, being her little Queen self, all 5 pounds of her. Please give your little one a chance. With lots of love and good vet care, he can not only survive but thrive. If you can't keep him yourself, there are people out there like me who will only take cats w/special needs. Although I'm not taking on any more because I've reached my maximum limit, if conditions were otherwise, I'd take him in a heartbeat. Not trying to guilt you here (ok, maybe a little) but please know that this condition should not be a death sentence but an opportunity to prove just how strong love and determination are. Good luck and please keep us posted.