I can’t tell you how happy I am that I actually made a difference in a kitty’s life.Sull

I can’t tell you how happy I am that I actually made a difference in a kitty’s life.Sully (top pic) was a feral kitten that my boss found and started taking care of. At only a few weeks old, Sully came down with a vestubular disorder.Now, I adopted my cat, Dance (2nd pic), BECAUSE he had that disease. I felt bad for him. This disease is disturbing if you don’t know what is happening. The cat becomes disoriented and it can sometimes look like a seizure. Dance’s owners dumped him at a shelter when he got sick. When I heard about his story I brought him home.I also have a cat with a neurological disorder named Teddy. He’s the best.So my boss knows that I have these special cats and kind of picks on me for it. In a friendly way though, he just thinks its odd.So when Sully got sick, he knew not to give up on him. He knew that putting him down was not the right choice. He says he disnt know what he would have done if he hadnt know about my cats. I’m so happy that my cats could be an example of special kitties that can lead normal lives.If I ever found the people that dumped Dance at the shelter, I would probably punch them. He may not be perfect now, but he’s such a great cat. I’m so glad Sully has a home now ; ; he ended up not recovering as well as Dance did, and he is now deaf. But he’s a happy guy and most importantly, he’s alive!!! -- source link

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