First of all a very BIG heartfelt thank you to all you lovely friends who contributed towards Snowy - and also I am so very grateful for your lovely words, comments and prayers for Snowy. We don't yet have a diagnosis for his condition but he has improved since his last episode and is now in a stable condition. He awaits further treatment and I promise keep you updated on his progress.
BUT for now an update about the über charming and strong-willed Cookie... She is now about 12-13 weeks and just enjoy (again) the comparison between the moment just after I found Cookie and the miraculous beauty of her eyes today. Might not seem anything special but it certainly is when you consider the inexplicable state of her eyes at just 3-4 weeks old.
You can take a peak here just to revisit how bad her eyes really looked underneath those horrible "mud-cakes." In the image above you can detect kind-of-like swollen pockets under her eyes. They were filled with pus that just oozed forth when the "cakes" were removed. It took a while to reveal two teensy eyes behind the layers and I honestly thougth her right eye was a write-off. But... you know this story by now.
But she also had another wonder in store for us. At about age 6-7 weeks she started to turn white. Until then she had been almost pitch black. But everyday she just seemed to grow a little whiter and we wondered when it would stop.
It seems she's now reached her actual color - a very unique blend I've never seen before!
Otherwise Cookie enjoys playing all day with bro and snuggling up with moma cat when it's time for a nap. As you can see in the image above Cookie is catching up size-wise with her tiny moma. It gives you an idea of just how young this moma cat must have been when she gave birth. She will need an intro for herself one day soon... We can't figure out what to call her. It was initally Precious as she acted real precious (didn't want to mingle with the other cats too much) - but now it's as if her inner "alter-ego" has appeared and she reminds me of a flower-power girl with her long hair flowing in the wind when she runs, lol! In that side of herself I call her Hippie (very endearingly!).
But just to round off with Cookie... I don't know how many pictures I've taken close-up of her eyes (a lot!). They are a real glistening miracle that I marvel at even today when I compare the images. I believe her eye-sight is a real testament to the fact that miracles really can happen through a lot of patience, a lot (initailly) of around-the-clock care and a heart-full of LOVE. But then of course it is humanly impossible to not pour your heart over a helpless little life of God.
I say this because we might all take this human response for granted, but only last week a cat friend of mine told me of her neighbour finding a plastic bag discarded in an iron dumpster (shut closed). Yes, you guessed it... the plastic bag contained 3 kittens. Tree newborn kittens still with the umbilical chord attached. Probably just a few hours old - taken straight from the kitty mom. So many stories to tell really... the good, the bad, the ugly - but also the miraculous. But this to say that I believe one can no longer take a "normal" human response for granted. It's a wonderful human gift being able to respond to our inbuilt instincts - and to not grow numb or overlay what we know to be right!