Warning Bees 🐝 fight back

My advice is that if you’re like me and can’t see then you must make sure your humans teach you the difference between the noise of a bee and other flying insects.

My human didn’t try quite hard enough to teach me the difference although she does keep saying ‘Jenny, we don’t chase bees, bees are good’ I must admit though that I’m quite stubborn and once I’m on the scent of something all sense really goes out the window. Anyway I pounced when she wasn’t looking and ‘ouch’ something hurt my mouth, I washed it with my paw but I really hurt. Being the tough cat I am I carried on playing but something wasn’t right. Mummy took one look at me and knew something wasn’t right – my lip was swelling up.

I was whisked off to the vet where I saw a lovely lady who made sure there was no sting left in my mouth. Whilst it hurt to open my mouth and have her touch the sore part I have learned from my past history that people help me so it’s best to let them. Mummy was there with me and so for comfort I kept close to her, she stroked and reassured me, talking to me so I knew she was with me. I had two injections and then off back home we went. Daddy was waiting to give me a big cuddle when I got home and so all was well although I am sore and feeling a bit sorry for myself so I went off to my bed to rest.

The moral of this story is if you eat or chase a bee 🐝 be prepared for not only a sting from that but then two nasty stings in your haunches from the vet. 😿😾

A couple of days later and he swelling has gone down but I’ve still got a nasty bruise as a reminder.

The beginning…

My name is Jenny and I was born in Cyprus. I was part of a clowder (cat family) who lived on the streets and roamed free trying to stay alive and find food and shelter. As you can imagine life was difficult living on the streets, especially as a kitten. We had some help through as we were spotted by a lovely lady called Anna who with her friends and fellow cat lovers put food out for us.

It was Anna who realised that life was a bit more difficult for me than the others as I had been unlucky enough to get an infection (likely cat flu) which affected my eyes to the point I couldn’t see. I was coping with life on the street as I was helped by being part of a clowder so I was able to follow them around and be part of a family unit. I was so young at the time that I don’t even remember what life with vision was like.

Me on the streets

One day I went to see Anna with my street family to get some food but unknown to me today would be very different day and the start of a whole new chapter in my life. Today was the day Anna saved me. Looking back on that day now I shouldn’t have been as completely petrified as I was at the time but I had no idea what was going on and that being trapped in a tiny cage would turn out to be a good thing.

Being rescued by Anna

I was taken to Anna’s rescue centre where I was cared for by her and taken to a vet to treat me and make me better. Unfortunately the infection I had was so bad that my sight could not be saved and I had to have both my eyes removed so I would be permanently blind from that day on. I was only about 6 months old and this was the first time I had been away from my clowder, I was on my own with strangers (both furry and human), in a strange place and didn’t know what was going on. I was really scared.

Just after the operation

I shouldn’t have worried though as Anna was really nice to me and introduced me to another kitten – Axel and once my eyes had been treated I started to feel better. What I didn’t realise was that Anna was part of an amazing organisation World Animal Friends who help rehome animals including those with special needs such as me.

Waiting to be adopted

Through this charity I found my new forever family in London, England but before I could join my new family I was vaccinated, neutered and microchipped. I got my passport and was all set to start my new life. I set off for the UK really early in the morning with Axel and another friend on the 13th March 2018.

Welcome to my life as a blind cat

When you focus on someone’s disability you’ll overlook their abilities, beauty and uniqueness.

Yvonne Pierre.

Don’t let being blind fool you, I lead an amazing adventure cat life and I’m sure you’ll be surprised at all the things I get up to despite being purrfectly imperfect.

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My name is Jenny and I’m a blind rescue cat from Cyprus. This blog is the story of my life.

I want to share my story to help you humans understand what life is like as a blind cat and hopefully show you what amazing pets special needs cats (and other animals) make.

I would love to hear from any other special needs pets or their owners, anyone considering adopting or rescuing a blind cat or anyone who just wants to share their stories or get any advice.