My Lucky Black Kitty
As Told By: Eleanor May Blackburn
Life wasn’t very kind to Ava in the beginning. Much smaller and a little different from the rest she was forgotten about, she was most certainly the runt of the litter. That could have been the end of Ava’s story but, after all, she wasn’t a lucky black kitty for nothing. She was discovered by the side of the road just a tiny ball of black fluff.
It wasn’t long before the adorable picture of Meg, as she was then named, found the hearts of the Blackburn’s. They jumped at the chance to meet little Meg. She was so small and looked so kind.
The Blackburn’s jumped at the chance to hold little Meg and never ever looked back. They named her Ava, the one who gave her this name is still under dispute these days (but Ellie knows it was her.) She was such a special kitten. She loved to play more than any cat they had ever known, and nibble fingers! She rarely tired but when she did she would look so cute and funny due to her extremely violent nightmares.
She would often have the whole of the family in tears laughing when she ran round the corner with her totally spirited energy. Or made a sound when you threw her a toy/shake the biscuit container that can only be compared to the sound of Gizmo the gremlin. Or woke herself up with her dreaming.
Ava lit up the lives of the family. Keeping them company on cold nights and warming their beds in the early morning. They later got a stair gate to give her the run of downstairs at night but stop her from scratching at the door at 3am. Despite the vast amount of toys Ava was spoilt with, her favourite was always the wrapper of the moment. A chocolate bar or crisps shedding their skin became the new most exciting treasure; until the next was opened.
As Ava continued to grow she filled the Blackburn’s lives with love and they cared for her but also worried. When she concentrated on her toys or food she shook. When she walked down the hall she wobbled. When she slept on the sofa she would sometimes fall off and when she got excited on the stairs occasionally she would topple all the way to the bottom.
Along with all this, as the heat came: so did the fleas. With her black fur they couldn’t always see them but she seemed to be irritating her more than they probably should. She scratched A LOT and she started to get very scabby (Lucy sometimes calls her scabby Aggy.)
The Blackburn’s knew she was a very very very special kitten but worried she might be in pain so they took her on a trip to the vets.
The Blackburn’s had another cat called Bailey who was a grumpy old man but in an endearing way, they had also had Bailey from being a kitten. They previously had another little angel called Lola. Lola had only been living with them for just over a year, but had made a very big impression on their hearts, when she was taken to the vets as she had lost a little weight. The Blackburn’s were expecting a simple suggestion of change in diet perhaps but were met by the devastating news that Lola had cancer and sadly there was nothing the vets could do. They were given an ultimatum of either taking her home and Lola would remain in pain, or they could come and see her to say goodbye.
Because of the family’s experience with Lola, the Blackburn’s were afraid of the vets a little but understood they knew best so they took Ava along.
The vets spoke of many revelations. It turned out little Ava was more special than they ever could have imagined.
First of all, she was allergic to fleas which is where the scabs came from. With her long fur too fleas got stuck more easily in her hair and she scratched profusely to try and rid herself of them. Ava also tried to lick herself more as a result of these scabs so would often end up with bald spots!
Next it just so happened that Ava had something called cerebellar hypoplasia, also known as wobbly cat syndrome. This is a neurological condition where the kitten’s brain is effected during development in the womb. There is no treatment for the condition but cats are very good at adapting to their limited motor skills and luckily Ava could get around and jump unlike some other cats with wobbly cat syndrome.
Also her front paws were backwards! What are the odds!
The vet explained that Ava was in no pain and could live a long, happy and fulfilled life. The Blackburn’s were grateful, relieved and full of love for the little cherub.
Ava will only ever be able to go outside under the watchful eye of the family but she enjoys a very happy life with all her toys in the house, this includes a recent addition of a Christmas present: a sloth with a Santa’s hat (Ava cannot decide whether to be terrified of him or hump him.) She enjoys running around the patio chasing the bees when she is being safely watched.
The family tried putting her on a lead but Ava likes to play dead when they do so gets sort of dragged along until they soon take it off.
Ava is very happy in her life winding Bailey up (who plays the role of her disapproving father figure expertly), playing with her spinning laser and crinkle tunnel (she really is a princess) and enjoying cuddles with her family who love her very much.
She doesn’t so much enjoy the baths the family subject her to try and minimise her scabs, but we like to think she’s working on this.
As Told By: Eleanor May Blackburn
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