{"id":2662,"date":"2020-09-01T17:25:21","date_gmt":"2020-09-01T17:25:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.humanepa.org\/?p=2662"},"modified":"2020-09-01T17:25:21","modified_gmt":"2020-09-01T17:25:21","slug":"weeble-an-adoption-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.humanepa.org\/?p=2662","title":{"rendered":"Weeble: An Adoption Story"},"content":{"rendered":"<h5><em>By: Laura Gibbs, Animal Care Technician for the Humane League of Lancaster County<\/em><\/h5>\n<p>In January of 2017, a man brought a small cat in a laundry hamper into our shelter. He said he found her on the side of the road. She was near death: pale, sick, severely emaciated, and she couldn\u2019t walk or stand. She also had the worst ear infection I had ever seen.<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2663 alignright\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.humanepa.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/weeble-1-Copy-e1598981072380-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.humanepa.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/weeble-1-Copy-e1598981072380-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/blog.humanepa.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/weeble-1-Copy-e1598981072380.jpg 580w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>After a thorough exam, our medical team was uncertain if she was going to survive. Regardless, we had hope. She was put on a strong regiment of antibiotics, and I opted to bring her home into foster care with me. I named her Weeble after those toy commercials back in the 90s, \u201cWeebles wobble but they don\u2019t fall down.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>For the first few weeks, Weeble\u2019s care was almost around the clock. She needed medications, regular cleanings for her ear infection, and general help getting around. But through it all, she was a trooper who purred constantly and was always down for a cuddle and a head bonk. She had won me over, pretty quickly to be honest, and I promised her that if she made it through this, I would adopt her.<\/p>\n<p>Then, almost a month into her stay with me, came the scariest night. I noticed something wasn\u2019t right\u2014 she was very lethargic and just not herself. I took her temperature and my heart sank when the thermometer read 105\u2014I ended up taking it three times in case I was wrong. To be honest, I wasn\u2019t sure if she would make it through the night. But I stayed up with her; I had the window open in the room she was staying in with a fan on (in the middle of February) and covered her in bags of frozen peas to try and get her temperature down.<\/p>\n<p>Thankfully, Weeble made it through the night. That morning, I took her to the shelter to see what we could do and get her on the path back to recovery. I will be forever grateful to my coworkers that day\u2014she was very touch and go and her fever kept spiking, but they got her through it. A couple days and a tearful reunion later, Weeble was back at my house.<\/p>\n<p>Over the next few weeks, Weeble seemed to be feeling better, so I started to introduce her to my crew at home. She and Henry (my blind cat) became inseparable and could often be found curled up in his favorite igloo bed together (while Henry groomed her). It was during this time she was well enough to be spayed, and during surgery, our vets found a large polyp that they removed and a cleft palate that they fixed. After she healed from surgery, Weeble started to play and play hard\u2014and almost two months to the day when she was brought in was the first time she did stairs, this also happened to be the day I adopted her.<\/p>\n<p>Then, Weeble very suddenly took a turn for the worse. She again became very lethargic and had an extremely high fever. We had taken her to the veterinary hospital the day before, but this time it would be different. Although her fever broke, this illness was one too many. I stayed up with her all night again, and at 4:55am in the morning, Weeble passed away.<\/p>\n<p>This is not the end of Weeble\u2019s story. She still lives on in our hearts. I even got a tattoo memorializing her, and I think of her almost every day. She taught me determination\u2014like when I saw her play so hard she would pant and when she did steps for the first time; she fell down but got right back up and did them again. She taught me courage\u2014for a cat that was found on the side of the road, she had to go through a lot of medications and ear cleanings multiple times a day all while she purred and made biscuits. And she taught me how to simply be happy\u2014because I think, at the end of the day, for those good few weeks, that&#8217;s what she was\u2026 simply happy.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s been two years since Weeble has passed, and I wouldn\u2019t trade the two short months I had with her for anything. I know firsthand how hard it can be to adopt those hard luck cases, but it\u2019s always worth it\u2026 especially when you realize that you\u2019re giving them a real chance at happiness. While you may not have them for long, for these animals, it&#8217;s all the time in the world. The rewards and the lessons they teach us outweigh the sadness they leave when they cross the bridge.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By: Laura Gibbs, Animal Care Technician for the Humane League of Lancaster County In January of 2017, a man brought a small cat in a laundry hamper into our shelter. He said he found her on the side of the road. 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