I am taking you back to January 5 on this post. Yes, I know that was a long time ago but this is an important post and I am running a little late with things, meaning the mom is running late. I am trying to be patient with her because she does try. Anyway on the morning of the 5th things were normal . . . the dad was getting ready to go back to work after Christmas break . . . mom was up and about but I was still trying to catch some zzzs when I could tell that mom was upest about something . . .
. . . she immediately after opening the curtains to the back of the house grabbed something called binoculars and looked through them. Then she put on some shoes and went tearing out back by the pond. I thought it was strange that she didn't even put on a coat as it was pretty cold that morning. She left saying something about please let that be a brown paper bag on the pond . . . I wasn't understanding her so I just kept an eye out to see what was going on . . .
Mom came into the house with tears in her eyes. She told that dad that there was a ginger kittie with his/her little tail stuck to the ice and couldn't get away . . . the kittie was alive but not moving very much . . . the dad was running late and had to leave to work even though the mom had asked him to do something . . . OMC! This is terrible. The mom knew she couldn't get on the ice as one she could fall down and two there was water out there making things not safe anyway . . . she thought about two minutes and called 911 . . .
Mom didn't want to call Animal Control because she has found that once when she called them to help the man that came was mean plus she thought they might not come right away and she didn't know how long the kittie could hold out. When the 911 operator answered her call mom told them right away that it wasn't a human emergency but that there was a kittie with it's tail stuck to the ice on the pond. Mom said that the 911 lady was really nice and said not to worry that she would get help out to our house asap.
In less than ten minutes there were three water rescue guys from the county and an ambulance standing by in case anyone went into the water. One man was tied with a rope and the other two were holding onto it while he went closer to the kittie. When the kittie saw the man getting close to him he/she sat up and kept a close eye on him . . .
. . . the closer the man got the more the kittie didn't like the idea. The kittie didn't realize that help was right there and no harm was to be done . . .
. . . Just as the man was reaching to help the kittie there were all kinds of kitting yelling and before you knew it the kittie leaped and took off, I hope that didn't hurt the fur on the tail too much doing that! I have never seen such speed in my life before. We are hoping that the kittie will remember this terrible adventure on our pond and never get on it again. The mom was so happy and talked to the rescue folks and must have thanked them a million times. What wonderful work these guys do to take the time to help furries in need. They had told the mom that they had already on that day rescured another kittie and two doggies.
. . . When the mom got back inside she picked me up and I think I felt a few wet things running off of the top of my head. She spoiled me rotten that day, I am spoiled rotten every day by the way. She couldn't pet me enough and she made a nice sofe bed with my favorite comfortable blankie and just let me snuggle all the day long. I thought about the adventures of the morning and started to count my blessings again that I found the folks here and picked them to let me live in their house.
Not all furries are as fortunate to have a furever home and I will say my purrs that those outside up here in these colds winter months find food, warmth, shelter, and stay safe.
Thanks mom and the Water Rescue Team