Tonight, my neighbor came by the apartment around 10 PM. She came to tell me that they had found a cat in the garden. I went downstairs to check her out. She was being kept by a resident in the complex.

She was a black cat and she was bleeding out of her nose and I could see redness in her right eye. She had worms and maggots on her. We took her to the vet and named her "Irene" in honor of the storm.

Anyway, the vet indicated that treating her would be thousands of dollars and the prognosis was still very poor. We wound up giving her the pink juice.

Not sure why I am telling the story (I certainly don't want a 'you did the best you could') - but, it has not been a good night. I feel bad because this cat had obviously been a kept cat and was let out when she got too big. The poor girl had a flee collar on and it was so tight around her neck that the marks in her fur were still there hours after my neighbors found the cat. Sigh.

James