Cats who teach me to fly…

After missing for two months, I finally found him. All along I thought somebody had adopted Blessed. I was wrong. Blessed was at another block which was a road away.  He might crossed the road by himself to the other block.
When Blessed was abandoned,  he was an extremely good boy. He didn’t scratch or hissed at me. He was always hiding and bullied by other cats. Weeks later, Blessed had changed so much. He became aggressive and even turned around and scratched me.
I tried several times to catch him for sterilisation, however, he didn’t seem to be appearing when I was around.
Finally three weeks ago I saw him in another block. To me he seemed to look happy and contented, therefore,  I decided to leave him there and not bring him back. I even manage to sterilised him.

Blessed when he was still at Jalan Tenteram.
A week ago, I went to look for him and left some food and water. He was fine then. And two days ago, someone saw him knocked down by a vehicle. It was posted on Facebook and I was informed by my friend who read it.
When I was about to go and find this cat whom I suspected it was him, I was told that SPCA has picked him up. I called SPCA immediately. And yes, it was him.
I picked him the next day,  which was yesterday morning. I sent him to Island Vet immediately. Xray had been done and there was no bone dislocation or fractured. And I thought that he should be fine and recovering soon.
Today, the vet called and told me his diaphragm might have torn as the xray had shown his Intestine was moving up to his diaphragm and his nose was bleeding.
My heart sank!

I visited him in the afternoon. His breathing was heavy and I was not giving up hope. I prayed and prayed.
After feeding the community cats, I can’t wait to visit him and stroke him more. When I reached the carpark of Island Vet, Mel called me and told me Blessed has passed on. I was like “What” and why I was not told personally.
I went into the clinic and asked to see Blessed. From the look of Blessed expression,  I could see that he was fighting for his breath. I didn’t take his photo because I wanted to respect him.
In the clinic, no one spoke to me at all on what they witness, how Blessed was doing or whether he was resuscitated or not.
I had no choice but to ask the nurse who was dealing with my bill payment on what had happened to Blessed when he passed on.
I was terrible upset with Island Vet. Perhaps due to the incident that they did a horrible job on Gorgeous’s sterilisation, they might not want to talk. I don’t know. 

I was heart – broken.  I kept thinking of the days that I fed him. I left him so much food. Knowing that he would sneak out in the middle of the night when no one was watching him.
It is first of October today. Blessed will be remembered by me always…