ah, don't feel so bad, Yowie. If you and Joel feel that it is the safest
thing for Cary, then so be it. Jazz was vicious too and would attack me with
no provocation. But, it was just him and me so I could just tend to my
wounds by myself. But Cary is a little boy who is so trusting that if
IBKFergus was a threat, then there really is no two ways about it.
We will purr and pray that the furkitty will find a forever home where she
will be safe and loved, just as you kept her safe and loved. God bless.
Lily & her mama

--

Irulan
from the stars we come
to the stars we return
from now until the end of time
"Yowie" wrote in message
...
I don't want to do this, but don't have much choice. For no reason i or
Joel
can fathom, IBKFergus just ripped my thumb to shreds. Its that bad, i
can't
use my right thumb to type.

Now I've wrestled with Shmogg all his life and I've had my fair share of
scratches and bites, but never this deep, and never without severe
provocation first.

The deepest cut extends right from the base of my thumb all the way around
to the thumb to the knuckle - about two inches of deep cut, with other
scratches parrellel to it.

This *cannot* happen to Cary, who, being a 2 year old boy, does provoke
her. If it was Cary's thumb, he'd behaving reconstructive surgery to have
it reattached about now. the clawing is *that* severe.

I'd like her to go to a home with people used to ex feral and feral cats.
A home that doens't have children, a home that won't make her the nervous
skitty cat she is here. She is an *excellent* hunter and would be most
suited to barn life rather than a house cat or pet, She has never been
intered in receiving any affection from us, althogh will occasionally
discover how much she likes it if we 'force' it on her. She does, however,
answer to her name.

The Cat Protection Society might take her - theres a lady here in my
suburb that lean me a crate when IBKFergus first got here. If not, I'll
try the Humane Society. Failing that, I'll take her back to work where the
rest of her family is. I don't like the idea of dumping cats, but she'll
have a better chance there than at the RSPCA. The RSPCA do a great job in
many ways, but if I say that she's vicious, and I feel duty bound to
mention it, they'll deem her 'unadoptable' and just euthanise her because
they can't home her forever. And I don't want her euthanised.

Please purr she finds a home more suitable to her wild nature (if you know
of one around Wollongong, Australia, please let me know). Every extra hour
here increases the risk she might severely hurt and/or maim Cary, so she's
got to go ASAP. Tonight, sadly, will be her last night here.

Even though my thumb is throbbing, and I know that this is what we have to
do for Cary's sake, I am *heartbroken*. I just hope she can find a home
that will be able to provide her with whatever it is she needs to become a
lap fungus. I feell like *such* a traitor, a failure, a bad parent etc
etc.

And then I have to explain to Cary why his fursister and Evil Overlord is
no longer around.

in tears,

Yowie