We call him Prince (formally known as the jack-o-lantern head cat.) We were hesitant to adopt him due to his great size, and his huge head. He purred like a kitten though and bonded with my youngest instantly, so we couldn't resist. Everyone said that we had made a mistake...we often heard, "He will eat the children." His first goal in life was to hide under anything he could get under. With food we stove to make our home comfortable for him. Pretty soon, he would lay on the floor and look around calmly. He never made a sound other then purr every once in a while. One evening, when we were all asleep, Prince came running into our bedroom, yowling at the top of his lungs. I was so surprised...I ran to him and thought that something was wrong with him...I began to check him over. He looked distressed and ran to my oldest daughters closed door and wailed. I was confused but opened the door. There my daughter was sitting up in bed, lips blue.. She was holding her throat and was not
breathing. I ran for her emergency inhaler. I administered her inhaler and rushed her to the emergency room. The doctor stated that if it had been any longer it would have been very serious. We got home and I hugged Prince so tight. He had saved my daughters life. Prince is now very comfortable with us, sitting on our laps most of the time. He is sick now, with kidney problems, and he is allergic to almost all food, but you won't hear us complaining. He is a member of our family now, and we hope he is with us for years to come. So Mr jack-o-lantern head is here to stay. I am so glad that we adopted him from SPOT, our experience with him has not only been life changing, but life giving.
~Tina Jonasson
