help an animal, no matter the time, where they were
going or how bad the animal was hurt.

Photo of Johan and the kittens at our home the day the
kittens were adopted.
The poem is to Carol from Vervie the chocolate point kitten.
Below is Jonathan's account what happened.
There was an Angel named Carol
Who found me lying, bleeding next to a barrel
Those dogs got me well, I was so close to hell
And from out of nowhere you came
To rescue my name
I will love you for ever, like I do a dove’s feather
I owe you my life
Come trouble and strife
Thank you Carol!
you are my savior, my hero
Vervie
24 November 2009
Jonathan's account what happened.
Had major drama with one of our little kitties
earlier in the week . . . . Vervie, the choc-point!
The little shit went walkabouts on his own down
the road and was very badly attacked by a dog or
possibly even two dogs. He did not come home
that night and in making my frantic calls to all the
vets in the morning, thanks to the microchip, what
a fucking great idea that was!!! I got a call from
the Animal Hospital in Kenilworth to say that they
had our baby and that he was not in a good way!
Suffice to say, at around 10pm the night before, an
angel was driving to visit a friend of hers who lives
down our street and out of the corner of her eye,
she saw a little white cat lying in the gutter,
motionless on the side of the road. She thought
he was dead. She stopped her car, rushed out
and she could not believe, with all the blood that
he was still alive! She rushed him all the way to
Kenilworth where they gave him emergency
treatment for severe bite wounds to his hind
quarters and around his genitals. He had also
been bitten in the face and had two badly
fractured teeth and a bruised eye
again seeing the pain he went through to see his
little baby in such a terrible state!
The little kitty was so badly bitten at the back
that he could not stand up and his back legs just
gave way when he tried to. We thought that he
had a broken pelvis!
Thanks to our vet’s TLC and X-rays, all the
little bones are intact and all she could find
was just a lot of gas around the joints and
clearly massive bruising from the trauma!
Johan slept on the bathroom floor with the
kitty for three nights.
He is well on the mend now albeit that the
wounds are still saturating and praise the Lord,
he is walking again
Small miracles!





