Whiteface

We saw flashes of her throughout June 2012.  A white streak of lightning would run across the property as quick as a flash. She was starving, skinny and soaked. She began to vocalise alot to us, even though she wouldn’t let us get near her. We started to leave food out on the front porch. She lived under the house for a good month, eating the food we provided her with and living like a wild thing. We just couldn’t get close to her until one night we heard her meowing from under the porch. I was just about to get in a taxi to go to Melbourne, when J walked in with a skinny, long haired , bedraggled cat in his arms. He said to me “What do I do with her now?”. He never really wanted a cat and was worried about how she would get along with his dog, Buster.

She was so wild and thin and was a skilled hunter. She had to hunt to survive for so long. We took her to the vet for a check up and to get her scanned for a microchip. She had a microchip and the “owner” was called. Her excuse for dumping Whiteface in the middle of nowhere to fend for herself was “She kept attacking the kids”…”she wasn’t nice”. How anyone can be so cruel is beyond me. If you have that many children, perhaps you should not get an animal.  People who dump animals should be fined, banned from having animals again and dumped in the middle of nowhere to fend for themselves.

 Whiteface became ours even through J’s constant cries of “I don’t want a cat”. She refused to be picked up. She would hide and wait for you to walk past and attack your legs. She tore the house apart when she was kept in a night because she was so used to hunting at night.

In January 2014, we moved house. Whiteface disappeared. She disappeared for ten days. We went back to the old house each day for ten days to  look for her. There was no sign of  her. I put posters out, rang everyone and still nothing. I gave up hope. J didn’t. He was determined to find his little, wild, white fluff ball. On the tenth day he called me yelling “Guess who I have in my arms!!!”. He found her. She had got so desperate for food that she ran out from under the house to greet him. The relief we felt was overwhelming. Whiteface had become such a part of our little family, that life without her swiping our legs as we walked past was hard to think about.

She and J now have a friendship that is unbreakable. A person and his cat. A cat and her person

Whiteface has a particular love of pizza. She will scale chairs and benches to grab a slice of pizza.
Whiteface was lucky. She found a home. Many animals are not so lucky. They are dumped and die of starvation or get killed by predators.

Do not dump your animals like they are nothing.

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A one year $50 sponsorship helps Whiteface live like the royalty she thinks she is!

It helps Whiteface receive regular veterinary check ups. Whiteface is at the vet more than any of our other residents. She has always had bowel issues.

It ensures Whiteface has the things she loves every single day!

YOUR ONE YEAR SPONSORSHIP ENTITLES YOU TO:

*One sponsorship certificate

*Three 5×7 inch prints of Whiteface being a princess.

*An email from Whiteface during the year letting you know what she’s been up to

CLICK ON THE PHOTO BELOW TO SPONSOR WHITEFACE!