July 2004 -- Chance's Second Chance at Kats-N-Kittens
My name is Chance, I am a young female grey tiger cat. Once I had a home. People wanted
me when I was a cute tiny kitten, but as I grew out of the kitten stage, I was no longer
wanted. One day one of the humans picked me up and put me in the car and took me for a
ride far from home. I did not understand, I had done nothing wrong, I sat huddled on the
floor boards nervously waiting for what was to happen to me. Suddenly the human slowed
down and reached over and grabbed me by the scruff of my neck and flung me out the window
of the still moving vehicle. I felt the asphalt burn and rip my skin and fur off as I
slid and tumbled over the road, my teeth were embedded into my gums and some were broken.
Luckily I was not hit by a car but I was badly injured. Picking myself up I limped and
headed away from the road.
I donít know how much time passed, but I found myself at a feed mill where there were
many strays and feral cats. The people at the feed mill shouted at us and chased us.
I decided people were not very nice and to try and avoid them if possible.
Humans could not be trusted. Some nice ladies put out food at the edge of the mill
property for the mill cats. Unfortunately, I was an outsider to these other cats,
and they would not let me near the food. Hunger made me careless and I found myself
inside a metal trap when I went after a tempting tin of cat food. Frightened and alone,
and my wounds still hurting, I waited.
Soon a lady came by and put me in her car with other trapped cats. I was terrified;
what was to happen now? Hissing and clawing I whirled about desperately trying to
escape as she transferred me into a carrier at her house. The other cats were put into
cages but I went for another car ride. The place we arrived at smelled of antiseptic and
all sorts of animals. A man in a white coat with a soft voice and big leather gloves
skillfully removed me from my carrier and treated my wounds. Later I would find out he
was Doctor Snyder of Bellville and he was used to caring for abandoned and hurt strays
brought in by Kats-N-Kittens. Even though I was still a bit woozy from my treatments and
getting spayed and tested. Iím afraid I wasnít very nice to the dark haired young woman,
Heather, who daily talked softly to me and fed me the most yummy cat food. Every time she
opened the cage door I was a hissing ball of fur, bravely trying to show what was left of
my teeth. Even though I wasnít very big I was a force to be reckoned with -- no one was
going to hurt me again!
As the days and weeks passed I learned the nice lady, Heather, was not going to hurt me
but only stroke my soft fur, speak gently to me and feed me. She named me "Chance" as
she said often to me that I now had a second chance to have a good life. I am still at
Kats-N-Kittens Adoption and Rescue, waiting for someone to adopt me and give me a
home where I can be special, and not just something to be used and discarded. Heather
has taught me to trust again, and I am anxious to share my love with someone and sleep
in their lap.
This is a story of just one of the many cats that come to Kats-N-Kittens Adoption and
Rescue, in Lucas, Ohio, a non-for-profit organization. There are usually between 80 and
120 cats receiving help and a second chance at Kats-N-Kittens. To help with Chanceís vet
bills or for more information, to adopt, foster, donate supplies, time or money,
please contact: Heather Altman at email@example.com. Phone: 419-892-5702.
* For deductions, Kats-N-Kittens' non-for-profit tax number is : 35-2209288
They are classified under 501c(3)