Fairy Tale Ending
The Sixth Save of Christmas 2017: Daisy Dew
Fairy Tale Ending
You know we are always curious about the stories of our lovely kitties when they come into rescue. We usually do not know very much about them. Well, amazingly this time we knew almost all of it. Her biggest and most important story came in November of last year when she needed extremely delicate surgery on her mouth and face to save her life. What she went through is worth your time to read, it will help you understand her and why we chose her as a 12 Days of Christmas kitty.
Daisy Dew is a soft white Persian with gold eyes. She came to PPCR as a deaf and declawed baby, which made her what we call a special needs kitty; one that would need to be watched over and protected more than usual. As her story unfolded we realized that she was more of a special needs kitty than we ever suspected!
She is a tiny purebred girl that was deaf at birth. She was purchased as a companion kitty to an elderly bedridden gentleman. Her job was to be tiny, soft and to cuddle, so she did not accidentally hurt him, she was declawed while very young. Daisy has not had the usual fun-young-kitten life of playing with strings and toys, or running with fur-friends. Being deaf gave her many problems, the worst were those darn big human feet that she could not hear coming. She was always in the way and not able to hear when someone said ‘Move, Daisy’ and people were not always gentle when asking either. Because she was so tiny those big feet would ‘help’ her out of the way. That usually was not fun! She wanted to be good but just could not figure it out.
When she came to us, almost immediately she had to have emergency surgery. When it was over, for the first time in her entire life, she was out of pain, true constant physical pain. It is hard to imagine how good she felt afterwards.
Today she is learning that warm hands can be used for cuddling and petting and to give treats and not just for pushing her around. Those hands give back rubs and scratch in that place under the chin that she can’t get to, so actually they are pretty nice after all!
She loves to play with the laser light, she runs and jumps to catch feather toys and skids across the kitchen floor when she zooms through the house, (I think she does it on purpose)! She wants to play alone however; she has not decided that she wants to make friends with the other kitties in the house. She is working on it even though they are a mystery to her. She has come such a long way in her quiet world, trusting more and more without the constant pain that limited her. It was such a joy to watch her grow and progress and to watch her trust build. We knew it would take time to find that very special family to help her blossom and give her life some joy.
Now, about the next Chapter of Daisy’s’ life.
In the months after her painful mouth and facial surgery we realized just how much of her young life she had missed; all of the joys of being a loved kitten, playing with her own humans and other fur friends, and always dealing with her deafness and pain. Little did we all know that she had a second special angel waiting in the wings to help her with that!
I received an email early one morning from a gentleman named Tom who visited our website regularly and had been following Daisy’s journey and had fallen in love. He wrote that he had always adopted special needs kitties and was experienced with all different types of special needs but just not deafness. He asked how he could learn what special things a foster parent must do to communicate with their little fur baby. All incredibly thoughtful and searching questions. I sat down and wrote a long letter to him outlining what I had been doing and what I had read, plus I introduced him to a Facebook Group about Deaf White Cats so he could ask people across the US about their kitties. I received an email back in short order telling me that he was a single man who worked almost entirely from home and would I please, please, please consider allowing him to adopt her. His email ended with a single sentence, “I REALLY want to be part of this process for lovely little Daisy. I want to help her to learn and play and have a real life”.
Fast forward two weeks.
The little girl that had endured so much pain for over two years and lived in a perfectly quiet world slipped out of her carrier, took one look at Tom and allowed him to place her gently on his lap. Her exquisite long white coat and expressive golden eyes shine. These two were meant to be together.
Is it ok to just say that this is a Happily Ever After Story?