Hello friends, my mommy wants to say a few things. I guess I don't mind since she already fed me today. I hope you don't mind either.
Homer: Take it away mommy!!
Mommy: Thank you Homer!
The other day I was in a store buying dog and cat food and some toys for all of my 4 legged babies. In the same isle was a woman who knew me, but I didn't recognize her at all. She had been a client of mine many years ago and she remembered me taking care of some of her animals.
I have worked in veterinary medicine for 25 years as a registered vet tech and now the Director of Clinic Ops at the largest spay/neuter clinic in the country. So, I run into a lot of animal people. Unfortunately I don't always remember them since my clinic performs approximately 23,000 surgeries a year.
We started talking about our 4 legged babies and I, of course, had to tell her about Homer. I am so proud of Homer and can't believe what an amazing cat he is. I automatically assume (you know what they say about assumptions) that other people will think he is amazing too. Well, the first thing she said is, "I would have put him to sleep", "Who wants a cat that can't see", "What kind of life does he have"?
This is not the first time that I've heard people say that euthanasia would be there first choice. Usually, I explain what he can do, which is everything, and people tend to understand. What I did say however was "Well, I guess it's a damned good thing that he didn't end up with you". With that, I grabbed my stuff and walked away, trying not to cry. I realize this wasn't exactly the best way to handle this, but it was all I could come up with at the time.
Maybe it got to me because a very very small part of me, for about 1.6 seconds, may have agreed with her 6 months ago. When I first got Homer, he was so pitiful. He was skinny, blind, smelly and neglected. For about a second, I thought that he would have to spend his life in a cage, miserable. NOT
He was home with me for about 5 minutes and I knew that he would be just like any other cat. He loved to climb, play, snuggle and interact with the whole family. No one was a surprised as I was. I had all this experience with cats, but Homer is the one who impacted me the most. He has taught me so much. He took on his new surroundings with what I thought was a major disability and turned it into exactly what he wanted...a happy life.
He never ceases to amaze me and everyone he meets. When people come over to visit they don't even know he doesn't have eyes, unless they look directly at his face and then the usual response is "whoa, he's blind"?
When I take him to work, he follows me around the office like a dog would. He likes some people, and dislikes others. He has that same innate sense that we all have. He senses danger and knows the difference between right and wrong (most of the time).
One of the biggest lessons that Homer has taught me is tolerance and understanding. Understanding that having a disability doesn't mean that you are disabled. And tolerance of people, who through their own ignorance, just can't help but be stupid.
Homer: Mommy don't say stupid
Homer: No buts, you say we're not allowed to use the S word
Mommy: Ok, I won't do it again. Maybe I shouldn't blog on here for a while.
Homer: I think that's best.
Sorry friends, mommy gets a little emotional sometimes. Maybe she should stick to laundry today.