Hello, everyone! I’m Pebbles the Cat. If you are being honest, you can’t deny I’m the cutest thing you’ve ever seen. That is a given. But you might notice there’s something different about me. That’s right, I have no eyes. I may not be able to see things the same way that most others can, but that certainly doesn’t mean I am limited in any way. In fact, some people who have met me have had to be convinced that I truly have no eyes. So how did that happen?
I was born in a very small southern town out in the country in early 2017. My birth mom didn’t have a loving family, so when someone saw a litter of strays they did what every unkind person in town does. They took us all to the dump. A lot of sick cats reside there, and I unfortunately got a terrible virus before my eyes were even opened. When they finally opened, no one was there to treat the infection and painful ulcers that developed. Until one day when a stranger passed by and saw us. We had never met a kind human, so we all tried to run. I couldn’t get away fast enough.
He didn’t have a place for me in his home, and I was clearly very sick. He knew the only place for me was the veterinary hospital. At the hospital they could see I needed a lot of help, and I needed to have surgery to remove my blind, painful eyes. But that costs a lot of money, and there was no one to pay for it and no one to give me a home. They fed me and gave me a warm bed to sleep in overnight while they tried to contact every rescue they knew of. But they had no luck, and I was running out of options.
It was early the next morning when I heard the door open. After a few minutes someone (the doctor) opened my cage and grabbed me up. This was terrifying, making me hiss and spit at the stranger. But she was very gentle, and by the end of the day I was a little less nervous. I didn’t know it at the time, but she was going to take me home to be my new mom and to meet my new dad.
After we got home I still had a long way to go. I barely weighed a pound, was infected with lots of parasites, and still had to get strong enough to have surgery to remove my eyes.
But it didn’t take long before I was eating well and getting stronger by the day. I could never really see, anyway, so I didn’t have much adapting to do in my new surroundings. At first it was just a matter of learning where everything was, what was a permanent fixture, and what was a movable object. As a rambunctious kid, there were many nose – to – wall encounters at first!
I got stronger and was able to have the surgery (and get spayed at the same time). But even during the most difficult, painful parts of recovery I decided that I was going to be grateful for every second of this wonderful new life that I have!
The only limitations we have are those that we think we have. My passion is motivation and education. I want to show the world that we become whatever we believe about ourselves. Because my mom is a vet, and I happen to have experience at a clinic myself, if you pay attention, you just might learn a thing or two to help your own canines and felines as well! I love to play, boss my fur siblings around, steal food from Mom and Dad, and take outdoor leash adventures. I am very stylish, and I sometimes assume different characters to illustrate my wide range of abilities. So don’t forget to subscribe and follow me on Facebook for your daily dose of humor, inspiration, and education!