Oscar, the Kitty with Fake Feet

By Cole

Since Yul is all about politics and oil in the Gulf these days, I’m covering the black cat beat. In October 2009, 2-year-old Oscar the cat was dozing in the sun on his farm in Jersey, England, when a combine ran over him and severed half of his back legs.

Oscar’s owners brought him to veterinary surgeon Noel Fitzpatrick in Surrey, who installed metal prosthetic pegs in Oscar’s stumps. Oscar’s body accepted them; skin and bone grew into the implants until they were solid.

Some engineers fashioned little fake feet, but they were beige, so Fitzpatrick covered them with black tape to make them match the rest of Oscar.

Once he screwed the feet onto the pegs and Oscar woke up, he was walking and climbing like a pro. Watch his first steps.

But I’m thinking that stupid tape ruined the feet because Oscar’s now sporting a different pair that are more cat-like and white, like mine.

Oscar the Bionic Cat (Photo - Newsoxy.com)

Here’s video of Oscar walking on them. He really is one cool cat, and this technique is being explored for use on humans.

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18 Responses to Oscar, the Kitty with Fake Feet

  1. Adele says:

    Oscar is one plucky fellow and seems undaunted by his prosthetic feet. The British seem to let their pet cats outside as a general rule. I’m sure they love exploring, but Cole, you and your siblings should be grateful that you stay in. Although come to think of it, even as an indoor cat, Yul managed to lose a tail. (Sorry Yul, I know you don’t like talking about it)

  2. catsworking says:

    Adele, our neighborhood should be grateful that we stay in. If Yul ever got to leave the house, he’d probably take Karen’s keys and steal her car. He and Adele would become the Bonnie and Clyde of Richmond, pulling heists at every PetsMart and PetCo in town, just for the thrill of it.

    I’m OK with being a housecat. In fact, I enjoy it. There’s so much less sharing required here than in the joint. I get to enjoy the view from my very own windows and perches as long as I like with no one waiting in line for me to go and grab a bite or use the box so they can steal my place.

  3. Noel McWormald says:

    Kitties in Edinburgh, Scotland don’t all go outside, but many climb out of 3rd an 4th floor flats and sit on the ledges… and some look as if they’re going to jump. I imagine that necessitated vets figuring out how to make prosthetic feet for the “jumpers.”

  4. catsworking says:

    Noel, I think the story said that the engineers who designed the first pair of feet were in London, but they’d probably ship to Scotland to help a jumper. I’m betting the vet ruined those feet when he slapped duct tape all over them. He showed how they had some wobble at the bottom, like a real cat foot, then TAPED over it. What was he thinking?

    But I think Oscar looks better with white feet in the back. Now we look like bro’s.

  5. Zappa says:

    Hi guys!
    I saw Oscar on tv and he seems really cool and I like the light colored feet.I look quite handsome with my four white socks.I am a city 4th floor balcony kitty and I am not allowed to go near the ledge,I am only allowed to lounge a bit while being closely monitored.My time in the joint was much shorter than Cole’s(I only did a few weeks in juvie)but I think I like being an inside kitty.There is so much more stuff to destroy.

    Zappa

  6. Tuxi says:

    Hi! Mom and I saw a report on Oscar that we thought was great! He’s a really cute cat. Alot of Brits seem to feel a cat misses out on too much being indoors 24/7. I love it though! I can be doing what cats love without worrying about bugs, traffic, weird people, bad weather, etc. And I can lie on the back of the couch, on Mom’s lap, in the heated bed on top of the dryer or in the sunroom and sleep peacefully. Ah! So spoiled but so deserving! Tuxi

  7. Gizmo says:

    My brothers Kikoman, Mojo, Gonzo and I all go out twice a day with our humans. Gonzo’s been doing it now for 17 years. We LOVE getting outside in the fresh air running like maniacs and rolling in the grass. We don’t freak out and get overwhelmed if we get out by accident and know we can find our way home. And we thoroughly enjoy deluding ourselves we’re great hunters out on the plain.

  8. catsworking says:

    Zappa, the way I see it, there’s really no point in destroying stuff outside. It’s like that stupid old question humans ask, “If a tree falls in the forest and nobody hears it…?”

    If a kitty digs up a garden or a potted plant, or scratches somebody’s car, but nobody’s around to see it, why bother? The kitty gets no credit.

    You were lucky you spent so little time in the joint. I started out in juvie, but then when there were no takers, I got moved to the big house with the hardcore cases. It’s taken me a whole year here (actually, it will be 13 months tomorrow) to relax and let my guard down. Here, I can accidentally drop a treat and bend over to pick it up without worrying about what’s coming up behind me. Even Adele isn’t that mean.

  9. catsworking says:

    Tuxi, you are so right about that. SO MANY MORE places for a kitty to kick back and relax indoor, and in air-conditioned comfort no less. And no fleas and ticks. Or neighborhood dogs with a bad attitude (and breath!).

    Not to mention the 24-hour buffet with no ants in the food or bugs floating in the water.

  10. catsworking says:

    Gizmo, I guess if you’ve got human supervision and they’re not driving combines around your yard, you’ve got the best of both worlds. I bet grass feels great between your kitty toes.

    Yesterday we got a break from the stifling heat here and Karen opened some windows. I LOVED sitting on the sill and feeling the breeze blow through my whiskers!

  11. Tuxi says:

    Hi! We’ve loved that too the past couple days. In the 70s in the day and 50s at night. Mom left a window, screened of course, open for us in the sunroom at night and we were able to chatter at any bunnies and any stray cats that may have walked by. Tomorrow it’s to be 82, 90 on Saturday, then look out! For us 97, 98, 97 and 94 on the way. Yuck! So on Sun. we will watch the entertainment from Penn’s Landing and the fireworks afterward in Philly on WPVI 6 ABC and be safe inside when the town looney toons shoot off fire crackers, Polish Cannons (tennis ball tubes glued together with a lit section of gunpowder that sends a tennis ball flying, and even the asinine guys in the sticks whose guns you hear in the distance.

  12. catsworking says:

    Tuxi, you are lucky that the humans around you are shooting off mostly firecrackers and tennis balls. Around here they use real guns. I wouldn’t say we live in the sticks, but the neighbors sure seem to think we do.

    Sometimes we can see fireworks outside from right here, but I don’t know where they come from.

    They’re saying it’s going to get real hot again here, too, with no rain in sight. Karen is really wishing for a nice dreary, drizzly day so she won’t feel bad about sitting at the computer all day.

  13. Tuxi says:

    Hi Cole! Here we are close to the townships surrounding the borough and off in the distance you hear the crazy humans and the guns. Not sure if Pottstown Borough is having fireworks at the Memorial Park near the Schuylkill River, but the famed private Hill School has had them before as have several places in the area. Around here it is legal for roadside stands to sell certain types of incendiary noisemakers but that wasn’t always the case in PA until the early 90s. So some of the teenagers get them and set them off in the streets and parking lots behind us. All we ask is with it being so dry is none land on our roof! My human Aunt June was setting off some of those sparkly spinners that spin horizontally, when she and Mom were (much) younger and one rolled right under June’s mom’s car. It came back out, much to their relief!

  14. catsworking says:

    I’m pretty sure fireworks of any kind are illegal in Virginia, but that doesn’t stop people from using them.

    Karen tells me next door used to be “Animal House” that a bunch of young guys were renting. One 4th they had a party during a drought and were throwing firecrackers and stuff up into the trees (of which we have a LOT). Karen called the police. The next morning, her silver car was covered with black specks of soot from all that stuff, and the yard was full of spent shells and sticks and crap. Boys will be boys.

    When I want fireworks, all I have to do is sneak up on Adele!

  15. Tuxi says:

    My human Great-Grandfather of the paternal side of Mom’s family was born in 1900 and he used to hunt alot. In the late 40s one day he was cleaning his guns and he used to take apart some shotgun shells for the gunpowder. At breakfast time he had all his stuff at the table and Mom’s dad said he had his coffee can of gunpowder setting open on the floor near the table. Grandad said his brother Jim came down the steps to eat and was looking for a place to put out his cigar. Well, Jim saw the can and figured it was for ashes and dropped the hot cigar in it. Grandad said the can went BLAM! and flew across the room and said my great-grandfather yelled “What the HELL was THAT?!!”, while poor Great-Grandmom was baking bread and flew out of the kitchen, eyes wide as saucers! Mom says that story gets told alot around July 4th and all the men in the family would tell it and be in hysterics. Ah, out of 6 boys, 2 are left-Charlie and Grandad Barney (83 on 6/9 and still kicking) and all 4 females (one in her early 70s and the rest in their 80s) out of the 10 siblings are doing pretty well.

  16. catsworking says:

    Tuxi, if they had a cat, the probably had to peel it off the ceiling. What a funny story! Hope you have a happy 4th and nobody mistakes your tail for a firecracker fuse.

  17. Tuxi says:

    Thanx Cole! May Karen, Yul, Adele, Zappa and everyone have a good July 4th! Mom and Aunt Terri went to their parent’s house yesterday and had a steak, potato and macaroni salads and corn on the cob feast, while we cats slept most of the day. Then around 9 Mom got a Wendy’s Chicken BLT and the cats had most of the chicken, breading removed. Today Mom went to the store early and bought alot of produce and some cat food and one of those fishbowl games with a ball decorated with fish that we bat around inside a circle. So Mom and Aunt Terri can stuff themselves again with White Castle cheeseburgers, potato salad, macaroni salad and corn on the cob. At least they’ll both be regular!

  18. Tuxi says:

    Oops, that should be Wendy’s Chicken BLT Salad! As if the calories would cancel out the feast calories! Mom does get cravings for salad though. A few nights ago she went to the 24-hour Mickey D’s and got a Bacon Ranch Salad at 1 AM! And they talk about our night crazies! But she got the Crispy Chicken and took the breading off of it for us. I myself prefer boiled chicken, but Double Stuf, Plato, Magic and a couple of the other cats ate some of this. Mom did have some too. Tonight we’re watching the concert (Goo Goo Dolls) and fireworks from Penn’s Landing in Philly on TV. They have a good display usually and it’s set to music. Have a nice, safe Rest Of The Fourth! Tuxi

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