|Godiva had an ear nearly torn off.|
|Despite his injury, he was inquisitive|
|and had a good appetite, letting me know when he didn't have enough to eat.|
|Weaning was difficult for him, but with time and patience he caught on.|
|To help keep his right front leg straight, he wore a little bendy brace.|
|He had to learn how to walk in his brace, and he was not happy about it.|
|He quickly discovered that backwards was easier.|
|Sometimes his legs would just go stiff|
|or float on their own for no reason|
|and often his feet were just uncooperative!|
By the time he was three months old, most of the hard work was behind him. He seemed determined to not use a litterbox, preferring the floor next to it. Close observation showed that his hind feet often caught on the edge of the box on his way in, making him fall. No wonder he didn't want to use it! He figured out on his own a way to slowly climb in, but often he just uses the newspaper I leave on the floor next to the box.
His right side remains weak, and he does not have good control of his front paw. When he
tries to swat at something, it is a frantic swatting with little or no control. He is
aware of this and so tends to go after things with his teeth instead!
The right side of his face droops a little, and his right eye is a bit smaller
than the left, and crossed. He does not appear to have any trouble seeing.
He certainly does not let his co-ordination problems slow him down! He wrestles and climbs
just like any other kitten.
He hasn't forgotten the cuteness lessons Bendy gave him. He will melt
when picked up, snuggle next to my face at night, and present his belly for
rubbing at every chance.