If cats have nine lives, we have seen our orange furry son Petey living through his third. Petey was rescued from the Martinez shelter on the day of his execution. After living with us for a short time, he developed some blockage in his urinary tract and was on the verge of death. We found out just in time to save him. Since then Petey has been the man of the house. With his tail forever up he walks with a sexy strut. Lately we notice he is losing weight and his alluring behind has turned skinny. A visit to the doctor shows that he has irregular heart beat and may have recently suffered a stroke. Now Petey takes three pills a day.
Lucky for Petey he gets special diet for his urinary condition and medications for his heart. He would not survive if he was born in Morocco or Turkey where cats are everywhere and people don’t have the luxury to care for them. The value of a life is dependent on its location. Isn’t it also the case for human beings?
