Hi there, my name is Fluffy. Yes, I am a boy but don't be fooled by my name. I'm as tough as they come! My story began at the end of January when my owners went away. I was found by the neighbours with wounds on my leg and they think it might have been a dog attack. I was taken to the nearest veterinarian who tended my wounds.
I was scheduled for surgery a few days later to have my hip put back into place. Apparently I was a very good patient and the surgery was a success. I don't remember any of it but the nurses made such a fuss and commented on how good I was and my leg feels much better. I expressed my appreciation the only way I know how so humans can understand, I purred as loud as I could which delighted the nursing team immensely.