On a cold November Friday morning, this tiny, hungry, thin, stinky cat arrived at my back door. Her top canines poked out under her lips, so I nicknamed her Fang. I gave her some food and she moved into my lean-to conservatory. I gave her a blanket, a hot water bottle and some food and water. She stayed under her blanket for two days, then on Sunday we brought her inside.

We took her to be scanned, but she was unchipped.

We gave her a bath. Her fur was falling out in places due to fleas.

We took her to the vets on the Monday. She was weighed, she is less than 2 kilos. Her awful tooth decay was discovered. All her teeth will need removing. We have her on antiinflammatories and antibiotics, but removal will end that problem.
Little Fang is going to be Toothless.

Despite her terrible toothache, she is a sweet cat, eager for stokes and fuss. In just five days from her arrival, her purr is louder and she is becoming much chattier. She tries to trip me up at mealtimes, where as before she would just watch wide eyed and cautious.

Little Fangs future is still unclear.
We have paid for FIV and feline leukemia tests. If positive, this is not a death sentence, merely a reduced life span. Unfortunately we already have 3 cats, and positive results will mean she will be a hazard to our cats and will need rehoming.

But first things first, little Fang needs her dental work done. For both her immediate comfort and to ease her rehoming if necessary.