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Kelly, the Cat that Laughs at Nine Lives
Category: Some Thoughts | Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 9:29 pm Ok as promised earlier I'm going to write about my Mom's cat Kelly who is one tough feline. About 15 years ago, we had a stray cat that just turned up on our doorstep one day. My mother being the great person that she is decided to feed and take her in. The cat was persian and my mother named her Pearly. A few month's later cats being cats Pearly had a bucketload of kittens. One of them was the cat in question whom my mother named Kelly. The first few years were pretty uneventful in Kelly's life, basically doing normal cat stuff. She did however prove herself to be a very proficient rat catcher. The best we ever had in fact. She would love nothing better then to arrive at our back door with rat in mouth trying to bring it into the house. All she asked for in return was a dish of fresh milk and a stroke or three. Her first brush with death was when she was heard screaming by my Mom one day who rushed to investigate. She had caught her paw in a massive rat trap we had laid out in the barley shed. Her paw was very badly injured, almost hanging off. It may sound cruel but we go through a lot of farm cats who get killed by the dangers of the farm so in this case it was like any other and we let nature take its course. Kelly's paw was weeping for weeks and weeks but she attended and licked it constantly. Quite amazingly it cleared up and while it looks slightly deformed now she still makes full use of it. A few years later my father opened the back door one evening and arrived carrying Kelly. She had been struck by a car face first and it was badly bashed in. You could barely make out her features because of all the dried up blood. Mom cleaned her up but you could here that Kelly was having great difficulty breathing. She meowed in agony looking up at us. We thought this time she was a goner, what cat would survive this. If we had brought to a vet he/she would have taken one look at her and put her down for sure. We again let nature take its course. It was a rough couple of weeks for her but slowly she started to improve. She never 100% recovered from her injuries and still has difficulty breathing (and the occasional bit of mucus, in fact her breathing sounds like "Pssssch pssssch", a small bit like Darth Vader) but nevertheless she survived through it and we really thought then that she was a VERY special cat. A few years passed and besides the fact that she was now physically handicapped she had actually improved in her rat-catching abilities. She also churned out litter after litter of kittens. One particular batch of kittens is where the next brush with death begins. The batch of kittens had gotten some sort of tick, I can't remember exactly what they were but I think cattle get them as well. So because of this my Mom used a special pour on solution, that is used on cattle, on the kittens. Ok now my Mom is a smart person and would never do anything to hurt an animal but in this case it probably wasn't the best thing to do. The solution was cattle-strength i.e. not for little kitten bodies. She also used some on Kelly, who hadn't the ticks but she did it just to be safe. Needless to say the kittens perished. Kelly survived, but just about. Perhaps it was because of her bigger size or the fact that she is one tough kitty but she survived nonetheless. Now I don't know if Mom would like me telling you this but after that event my brother and I, exercising the Irish's great talent for fabricating nicknames, called her the Cat-A-Killer for a few weeks. It wasn't cruel, she found it funny :) It's good to inject some humour into these events. That was Kelly's most recent brush with death but needless to say there will probably be a few more before the big one claims her forever. She is probably about 14-15 years of age now and not as agile as she used to be but BOY can she catch those rats! I couldn't finish without posting a pic so here is Kelly (and yes, that is a rat in her mouth!) - 
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Geeze, after all those mis-adventures Kelly deserves all the rats, pats and milk she wants.
That's one tough kitty!!! She's a beautiful cat and I agree she deserves all the pats and milk she wants to go with her rodents!!
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Oh she deserves any rewards she gets.She sounds like a great kitty . She has had a rough life but has a reason to live on .I love calicos,They are usually remarkable cats as she is.She should grow old and died of old age not from mishaps.
Wow,pour Kelly.I agree with everyone else she deserves all the rats and special attention she is one tough kitty!!!
Ugh-- nowadays with the Internet it's incedibly easy to get something for fleas and ticks that will not kill cats ("Frontline for cats").
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