|Clark Kent - R.I.P.
||[Feb. 4th, 2013|09:40 am]
|||||lana del rey||]|
In November of 2011 some people in West Philadelphia noticed that their cat was sick, so they threw him outside to die. He collapsed in a gutter, was found by some good samaritans and taken in by City Kitties. He was nearly dead but their emergency care and an influx of funding from you saved his life. He recovered and was adopted. Soon after it was discovered that he had kidney failure and bone cancer -- everybody knew he was going to die and they set about making his last days on earth as full of joy as possible. He died last Friday, peacefully at his home surrounded by his adopted family and after a year of being showered by love and attention - all he remembered were the good times.
You can read about Clark's story starting here.
This isn't a sad story, though it has sad elements. It's really a story about a scrappy cat with a will to live and a bunch of people from around the world banding together to do good things, and all this warms my heart. You can help City Kitties do more things like this by fostering or adopting a cat -- that's the most helpful thing you can do. If you can't do that, you can always send money, and if you can't do that, you can take a step out of your way today to be kind to an animal.
You can click on his photo to make a memorial donation.
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I'm glad his year could be spent with care and comfort.
Now I'm going to go hug my rescue kitties and cry.
His life couldn't really have turned out any better, he got everything a cat can ask for. I'd say hug your rescue kitties and sing.
I'm glad he spent his last days loved.
I'm really glad that he was able to get some good quality of life.
...the weatlh of outpouring of help you highlight to save cats is one of those things which reminds me that sometimes things aren't so bad after all.
Sweet dreams, Clark. I'm glad we could help.
No creature who's trusted humans should ever go into the dark without love.
Now I have to go bury my face in my shelter-adopted cat and cry.
Good tears, I guess. Good tears in that he was loved when he went, not cold and abandoned and hungry and alone. But still. There's tears.
warms my heart, kyle. i know what you mean when you say his life couldn't really have turned out better, but my thoughts are with you nonetheless. it doesn't make it easier (i don't think). thank you for doing what you do.
It's the bent and dented kitties that need hugs the most.
so true. he earned his love with a tough life.
RIP beautiful kitty.
We have three rescue cats here and we love them beyond words. Going to give them an extra snuggle today.
I came home today to find my rescue roomie sleeping with my rescue black cat on the couch. Thank you for helping the world be a better place.
Oh, I am sad to hear this. I was hoping he had more time, as I'm sure his human friends were hoping, too. He did get to know love and care and safety, and above all, what it felt like to really belong somewhere. Maybe that's what we all want, when it comes down to it. Journey well, Clark Kent. You touched a great many lives and you will not be forgotten.
Poor kitty. Though this is an awesome tale of awesome people, I still feel sad for the demise of a poor kitty.