Molly (aka, Ears Flat Back) was taken to the ER in Gainesville Saturday afternoon. Right in the height of FSU/FL fans driving I-75 into Gainesville.
"Meow!"
"It's okay, Molly. We'll get your leg fixed. Shhhhh!"
"Meow!"
Molly, our feral yard cat, usually climbs our front porch screens in the afternoons; but I must admit, I had not seen her for a couple of days. I figured it was because I was preoccupied with you know who. However, mid afternoon yesterday, Molly appeared on the screened window ledge, with one paw arched up. One swollen paw arched in the air. Well, you know me: Snake bite!
"Lord! I don't need this!" I told Mom. "She's a YARD CAT!" But, I had no choice. Back in the summer I had Molly spayed because my twin sister fell in love with her and talked to her and then Molly became our front porch screen cat. (Thanks a lot, Sherry. I'll send you half the bill!)
Molly (aka Ears Flat Back) was the only feral yard kitten that ever brought me pleasure. I know I took photographs of her as a kitten . . . claws latched on to my Australian Shepherd, (Bubba's ear,) taking a free ride around the yard. But, I suppose I thought that photo too silly, so I deleted it into the ethernet. :{
I had no choice yesterday. So I asked Truett, "Do you want to ride with me?"
"Why are you wasting your money? It's just a yard cat!" he said. (But what Truett doesn't know is that LIFE has gone on without him since January 29, 2011).
Anyway, with the help of my friend, Deanna Landrum, we captured Molly and I took her to an ER in Gainesville. Well, outright they told me the bill would be $94.00. So, I was pleased. I could have taken her to the Shands ER and the basic bill would have been $125.00.
The good doctor outright told me about four plans: (1) they look at the wound for $125.00
STOP! I am NOT A Math Person!
Step 2: They could shave her leg for more money.
Step 3: They could put her to sleep and x-ray her leg for broken bones for more money.
Step 4: They could test her for snake venom.
I asked the Doctor, "What would you do if this were your cat?"
Of course, the ER doctor said, "I can't say!"
Well, I went with the four step plan for a total of $430. The Works! and all (For a feral yard cat, mind you!)
Fortunately, only step one and step two needed to be applied. Therefore, my 75% deposit of $325.00 was an overpayment.
Duh!
Until, the young receptionist couldn't get the computer to read my deposit and stated, "You owe $225.00.!"
Okay. We all know by now I AM NOT A MATH PERSON: so when she said that, I said, "No, mam. You owe me money!" And I felt proud because I can do a little bit of math!
Poor Molly. Here I am dickering over money and she has had her paw shaved that showed she got into a cat fight and had an abscess on her leg. Yet, I am dickering over money! Aaaaay!
So, here we are right now. Molly's hotel suite is in the outdoor weight room, fully equipped with a cat bed, kitty litter box, food, water; and above all, safe from my hateful black and white male cat that will soon take a ride to your neighborhood! As you can see in this photograph, the other yard cats are envious because they are laying on the steps of "Hotel Molly!"
In a couple of days, Molly will be freed. But, as I fed her tonight, I said, "Molly, can I come and live with you?"
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