The Cat Doctor From Chicken Soup for the Soul: Me and My Cat By Norma and Vincent Hans Oh, my friend, it’s not what they take away from you that counts. It’s what you do with what you have left. ~Hubert Humphrey Dr. MacFarland, a veterinarian who goes by the name The Cat Doctor, has a practice in my hometown, where we bring our cat, Ragamuffin. At one point, we had to put Ragamuffin on a strict diet of prescription food, sold only at the vet’s office. One time, when I went there to get a refill, I saw one of the saddest sights I have ever seen — a cat whose hind quarters were paralyzed and could get around only by dragging his back legs behind him. I asked the receptionist about the cat. She told me his name was Slick, and that some people had found him by the side of the road a couple of years earlier and brought him in. The poor little guy had been shot and left for dead. The Cat Doctor treated him and when he recovered, they decided to keep Slick as the office mascot. (Keep reading) |