Eddie came to us as a shabby foster cat. He had a gum infection that made it painful for him to groom, and because of his FIV, and the severity of his condition, it was going to take a while to get him back into good health. Over the next several months Cat Town helped us cycle through medication, vet visits, and teeth removals until Eddie was out of pain. It took removing all but his last two teeth before he showed improvement, but after months of medical care and, I'd like to think, our boundless love for Eddie, he finally stabilized.
When our beloved kitty passed away last year at 14, we were heartbroken and our home felt empty. We'd already had the best cat companion ever, and could never replace her. But when we heard about a local rescue group needing foster homes, we felt that fostering wouldn’t betray her memory.
Cat Town’s Foster Coordinator told us about a cat at the shelter who was really struggling. “What's his name?” we asked. "Well, the volunteers call him 'sad tabby''. That was all we needed to hear. We nervously agreed to foster and along came sad tabby, now known as Briggs, straight from the shelter. We had no idea what we were getting ourselves into.