Another Reason for “Indoor Only”

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Destroyed Mailbox

This happened in broad daylight on Memorial Day.  All the ironwork holding the mailbox in place on the pole was ripped completely off (it’s still attached to the bottom of the destroyed mailbox lying in the middle of the yard).  The smaller piece holding the address banner was knocked all the way around the pole.  The whole thing had to be replaced.

Fortunately, there is no dead animal in the picture.  The only casualty was a mailbox.  However, no one stopped to notify us, apologize, or even pick it up out of the yard.

Think they would have seen a cat?

This is why our fur-babies are “indoor only.”

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Meet the Winner of the Mighty Little Kitten Contest!

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Oliver

This is Oliver standing next to his prize.  He and his owner, Vicki G. from Alliance, Ohio, are the winners of the Mighty Little Kitten Contest!  They won a copy of Mighty Little Man:  My Story, His Story, Our Story, and a $25 gift card!

Jonny and the Mighty Little Man sincerely hope you both enjoy your prizes.

Thank you, Oliver and Vicki, for participating in our contest and for supporting the Mighty Little Man!

Congratulations!

Veterinarians Have Feelings, Too

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In His Arms

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Anyone with a pet knows all too well the pain of having to let go.  When that time comes, some veterinarians make house calls.  Others don’t.  But whether at a veterinarian’s clinic or at home, the pain of saying goodbye to a beloved, fur-covered companion is never easy.

Now imagine you are the veterinarian—and it’s your cat.

That’s exactly what happened to our veterinarian, Dr. Stephanie Gandy of Catisfaction Cat Clinic in Madison, Alabama, just this past week—twice.

Those who have read my book, Mighty Little Man:  My Story, His Story, Our Story, know all too well the dedication and extraordinary effort Dr. Gandy took to pull my cat, Little Man, through a terrible ordeal almost three years ago.  Even now, as Little Man has aged and developed other problems, Dr. Gandy is my go-to for everything necessary for his care.  Yet, while I’ve been so overwhelmed and “pushy” with concern for his well-being, Dr. Gandy has struggled with concern for cats probably numbering in the hundreds, not to mention her own.

I need to do a much better job of remembering that.

As pet owners, we demand much from our veterinarians, and sometimes it’s without regard to everything else happening in their personal lives.  We expect them to have all the answers, to be available whenever we need them, and to heal our pets of whatever ails them.  In my case, as I’ve shared the incredible story of Little Man’s seemingly miraculous survival, I have been asked numerous times, “So, who is this ‘miracle vet’?”

And every time, I point them to Dr. Gandy.

But Dr. Gandy and veterinarians like her are people with feelings of their own—without the power to heal everything, no matter how much we, or they, wish they did.  Now she has had to say goodbye to two of her own precious fur-babies, and I’m fairly certain she had to “take action” herself.  I can only imagine how hard that must have been.

So I have a favor to ask.  If you are reading this, pick up your fur-baby and give them a squeeze—right now—and remember to thank your veterinarian for a job well done.

Rest in peace, Lucky and Pete, and may God bless you, Stephanie.  Thank you for being so amazing at what you do.

And rest assured.  Lucky and Pete are “In His Arms.”

Purrs & Headbutts,

Jonny and Little Man

Dr. Jennifer Wagner

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Dr. Jennifer Wagner

Dr. Jennifer Wagner, 1967 – 2015

It is with a heavy heart that I inform everyone that Dr. Jennifer Wagner, Little Man’s first veterinarian and a prominent figure in my book, Mighty Little Man, has passed away after a courageous battle with breast cancer.  She died on Saturday, April 25, 2015.  She was 48.

I became a client of Dr. Wagner’s during the ten years I lived in Omaha, Nebraska.  I could not have asked for a better veterinarian.  But her care for Little Man extended well beyond our time in Nebraska.  In fact, even though we left Nebraska in 2006, I routinely contacted Dr. Wagner over the next nine years, right up until her death, with updates and sometimes questions regarding Little Man’s care.  Not once during all that time did she leave an email unanswered or a phone call unreturned.  She was much more than just a veterinarian.  She was a friend.

Farewell, Dr. Wagner, until we meet again.

Jonny and Little Man