Subject: Re: [acb-l] Winston the Wonder Cat now officially blind
Winston the Wonder Cat is the same sassy, rolly polie, independent, snuggly ball of black fuzz that he was prior to blindness. Just as I am. Well, I'm not fuzzy black. But the point is that we are not shaped by our eyesight.
Winston the Wonder Cat roams the house, hops up on the counter in the mud room where we keep his food so the dogs don't gulp it down, and continues to catch mice in the garage. The only way we can tell that he is either totally or nearly totally blind is that Cathy can now walk up to him with his eye drops and he doesn't try to hide. He still protests with a very sad cry, but he never sees it coming.
Our neighbor's had a blind pony for many years. This clever little fellow could always find a way out of the pasture and I would find him coming up our road, munching grass as he wandered. He always knew just where he was. In fact he followed me around like an oversized puppy dog.
Curious Carl
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