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She’s only two and a half. She disappeared three months ago, and even though we were desperate to find her, we couldn’t. She is my cat Amber.

I got a call at work on Monday…the SPCA said that they believed they had Amber because of the tattoo in her ear. I raced down after work to find my gorgeous healthy orange tabby an emaciated mess with a back leg fractured in three places. Was she hit by a car?

Ok. I live in North Vancouver and Amber was discovered in East Vancouver by a woman who saw a mangled, skinny cat on her surveillance camera. She ended up feeding Amber for a few weeks until the cat became brave enough to come closer. Thank goodness for fellow cat lovers. I guess surveillance does have it’s place.

OK. Cats don’t cross bridges by themselves. I realize you shouldn’t assume, but did someone ‘cat-nap’ her, or did she jump into a truck? She was freaked around cars, especially when they started, so she was most likely trapped in a trunk of a car or back of some sort of truck. If someone took her for purely selfish reasons, I wonder if they would repeat their act if they had to step into the cats position. What would it be like to try to survive for 2 – 3 months with the agonizing pain of a broken leg, no food, out in the bitter cold in a strange environment?

Amber is recovering at home now. She will probably be getting that leg amputated in a few weeks. Hopefully her frail little boy is strong enough for surgery by then. Guess Amber will be an inside cat now and possibly a tripod.