From God to us

Hello,

Some of you might of heard that Jessica's cat Caleb who is 4 years old got a 'hot tick' on him on Wednesday.

A hot tick is a paralysis tick that is on its third suck. If it gets on you for the first time in its sucking life then it won't really poison you because its poison isn't potent and the same for its second time. But on third suck its poison is up to scratch as the whole time the tick is increasing its potency. And that's what Caleb got.

Paralysis tick's true to their name paralyse you, but the real danger in it all is they paralyse everything! Your organs, and heart. You basically freeze (so to speak) while you're brain is still ticking.

None of us had seen Caleb Wednesday morning, that's not unusual as he's off and away outside somewhere all the time. But Mumsie went to take Lisel and baby Jono home (Lisel had been sick and spent the night at our house) when she found Caleb lying behind the wheels of the car. In such a position that we would have run him over, how he got there we don't know, because liquid was coming out of his mouth and he was panting and he could not move.

We rushed him to the vet, of course we all said our prays. Somehow all of us didn't really panic we were sad and worried a little but we all somehow knew he just pull through. Caleb is Caleb. To anyone who knows Caleb he is a very different cat, very quiet and very patient. He looks at you like he understand english though. Just stares...

So we all thought he'd be fine. We ran the vet the next day and they said he was still very sick and they'd need to keep him in. He was on oxygen and all! Then on Friday Jess went to visit him and the vet said he really didn't think Caleb would survive he had not picked up at all since we brought him in and he said if cats are gonna survive they should already be showing signs of perking up. He asked Jess's permission that if Caleb had not picked up on Saturday morning could he put him down. Caleb didn't really budge as Jess stroked him. He had been shaved so he looks more like my cat no longer like a rag doll cat. (The tick was in his arm pit)
Poor Jess...I felt sick in my position, I couldn't comfort, I wished that I could take the burden from Jess and bear it so that I could hold the weight and not her...
I was also hit with a 'Wow...we can't do anything. If Caleb survived it would be because of God. The vets couldn't do anything.'

Dad said we should all pray harder, and not to put him down. Because if he had a chance of survival we'd be killing him (I totally agreed) so Jess ran the vet and said not to, to ring her in the morning (Jess was gonna go to Brisbane and so he'd have to ring her mobile)

So we all prayed, it was hard to grip the situation. Most people would say 'It's just a cat!' but our animals are all precious to us and I am always thanking God for them. To me pets, like a cat and dog, are a piece of heaven, a piece of God's comfort to me.

Jess's mobile ran out of battery (can you believe it she forgot her charger!) so we had to ring the vet. I was listening to the phone call and my goodness but heart slowed right down so I could listen! Mum was like 'How is he?' and ooh...it seriously was suspense...then she said 'oh that's good!'
He had perked up, he wasn't out of danger but the vet wanted to keep him in over the weekend. So he did then said he was improving still but he wanted to keep him in one more night.
So on Tuesday afternoon Jess and Mum hurried over to the vet (which is five minutes away from us) to pick Caleb up and bring him home at last!
The vet told him he really didn't expect Caleb to live. He said they rarely recover from such severe poisoning.

Wesa knew! It really was only because we had prayed. If we weren't Christian's and didn't know the power of pray Caleb would had died.
It's amazing to look at Caleb and think he was alive because of God's grace and mercy :)

Timmie missed Caleb but when he got back he hissed at him because he stinks of vet! And he looks hilarious, sooo different. Most of his tail has been shaved except the end, so he has this puffy end. He has a big head...but he's gorgeous!

We all learnt a lesson in prayer. Although we have assurances that all will be well, you cannot stop praying constantly. God wants us to :)

I better go, thought I'd share that miracle.

Love me xoxox