Of course, we didn’t need a cat (ok, well, maybe I did) and my husband doesn’t dislike them, but he’s allergic. So, should I mention, that he was on a hunting trip, and in and out of cell phone range when I called him and asked him if we could take the cat. He caved, like the wonderful hubby he is, but firmly informed me that all litterbox and vet visit duties were mine. He was just a little stray that ended up at the vet where my daughter worked.
He had all the issues a stray has: fleas, worms, hunger, and both of his eyes were full of infection. We removed the right eye right away
My husband was on a hunting trip when I called him and asked if we could take this poor kitty
At first we were worried about its temperament, he was so aggressive, almost feral
Thankfully, something amazing happened when he was 1 year old to change him from that crazy dude, to an affectionate, sweet, pushy love bug
One day while running, he chose to run past me and try to make it in from the far end, and ran face first (eyeball first) into the vacuum cleaner
My daughter called the vet on and we agreed to bring him in first thing the next morning. Its eye was bleeding heavily, we were preparing to say goodbye…
However, the vet encouraged us to give him a chance and reminded us that plenty of animals lose their sight. So, at the age of one, we removed the only eye he had
We’re fairly certain that the eye he had was causing him some discomfort, all the time, which was why he was so aggressive. So, in that regard, I am glad it’s gone. We’re certain he is too!