Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
What a major disappointment for me this morning. I am so disappointed in myself. Red has drawn interest from a couple in Sodus who are wishing to adopt him. Red has been missing for three mornings now. He was there this morning, thankfully. I brought the carrier up to the lean to on the side of the house where I feed him, Louie, Creamy and the other big red cat, and set it upright so that the door was facing the sky. I opened it up, and then began to lay down the food and water. As Red was drinking from the water bowl, I scrunched him up by the neck grabbed his legs and threw him in the carrier, but before I could get the door shut, he got out, spooked as all get out, and will probably never trust me again. My one chance, and I blew it. This couple are very particular about who they get, so its not like I can give them Louie, who is very easy, or Dewey, also easy, to 'catch'. They want Red, and I blew the chance of him having a home. I have little faith I will get him now. It took a long time for him to trust me again since this past summer when I tried to get him. And poor big red kitty, the other one, is injured on his head. I will have to try to trap him after I get Dewey. These cats are suffering with their injuries, and its just not fair. They will both have to go to a shelter, as I do not have the finances, nor a home to bring them to to heal afterward. There is a sweet girl who reads my blog that is trying desperately today to find a no-kill shelter for Dewey, but if she can't, I need to get him, as he is acting sick, and I can't let him suffer. It was not a good morning for me.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
This morning, I went to my second stop, where Dewey and Zina hang, and found that the boards I have placed there, along with towels for warmth behind them, along with the plastic water bowl and the paper bowls for food were gone. What makes this so… unusual in comparison to the normal meanness I've experienced before with punks trashing my stuff, is that this is a small church. And guess what it says over the doorstep to the church? 'Home of Acts of Kindness' I am going to stop there sometime and speak with the pastor about this. I can understand someone not wanting to make the place look bad (in this already sad neighborhood), but why just throw my stuff away? I am glad I went past there from a different angle and was able to see my stuff by the garbage at the back. I left a note with my number to call me, but I doubt they will. What kind of House of God would be so mean - they knew it was for the cats. Home of Acts of Meanness is more like it. God is watching!
On another note, Acts of Kindness were plentiful this weekend. I received two donations. One by a 96 year old woman named Hilda - straight from Germany, who has a heart of gold. She donated wet food for the kitties. Bless her heart. The other is from a kind man who was referred to me for behavior issues with his cat, which I wasn't able to help, but he in turn has helped me in donating food. We've never met, but he has left food donations for me - cat food that is… I also received a bag of towels from a sweet girl named Lauren, who went out of her way to deliver them all the way from Spencerport on a very cold and snowy evening. Also, I received five fleece blankets from a girl who works here at the hospital, her daughter having a fondness for animals too, and whose cat just delivered SEVEN kittens yesterday. I also received towels from my very own sister Ann, who, in spite of her - how do I say it --- low fondness (?) for animals, did this act of kindness for me. Thank you - there are just such good people out there.
Tomorrow, don't let me forget to tell you about Mary Ann. Now there's a story… :)
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Its been a snowy few days here in Rochester! I have done a lot of digging, and used a ton of towels and throw rugs to keep my babies warm. Its really tough on these guys, and the little tiny comforts I can give them - even if it lasts only a little while - mean a lot. I have almost run out of towels as they are scattered around the city - am now down to nothing. I even have some stuffed in places where the snow can get in between the boards and other shelter I have, it helps at least keeps the snow out. I had to skip one spot this morning on Seventh Street so I could make it to two I had to skip yesterday. Seriously, its backbreaking work when you have to shovel. So I have to save my back, and sacrifice one of my spots. This spot I missed should be okay, although no drinkable water, which I find these cats savour. I see them licking the water almost as soon as I get it in the bowl. That’s how important water is to them, and it makes me wonder if its true if cats lick the snow for their water when none is about. I see people look at me shoveling at abandoned houses, in back of buildings, while they come out to brush off their cars. I always yell over to them 'I know I must look crazy! - I am just feeding the kitties!' - and they laugh and wave. Truly, I am crazy.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
"It never ceases to amaze me at how the cats instinctively gravitate to their shelters. Sometimes, as soon as they are finished and in place, I will see them venturing in. At other times, I have had them sit and watch while I measured and installed the shelters. Even when I find a little nook, barely big enough for one cat and manage to create a shelter, I find cat hair, leaves, etc. I have come to understand, over the years, the value the cats place on their shelters. It has been a remarkable experience for me to observe their little faces, sleepy eyes and dry coats, as they come out and stretch and go to their food. On those cold and stormy nights, when I am cozy in my bed, I can feel good, knowing I have done my very best to provide them with a loving place to rest their little heads."
I guess my point is that I WISH I had shelter for my babies out there, but I do the best I can with what I have. I continue to wish for bath towels and food donations.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
I went out this morning to change the very wet and cold towels from yesterday's storm, and the board at Central and Goodman for Smokey and Blacky was knocked over by the wind - on top of what was left of the dry food. They were awaiting! I must get some different type of shelter there, I know my friend the school teacher is building some with her students, I am just afraid of someone taking this. It’s the cats that suffer from stuff like that. I also have pictures to post of the guys I am trying to find homes for. There are just so many. I think I took pictures of maybe six kitties. Three reds, two blacks, a tiger and a grey stripe. I am posting pictures of the kitties that are somewhat new to me. One is of the kitty on Fourth Street where I posted a while back that a cat had been starving to death. I am hoping to find homes for these babies
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Civility is Essential
Mark Hare • November 4, 2010
The other day, city crews filled the Broad Street
planters with mums — deep purple, orange and
yellow. I am sure there are critics of such "frivolous
spending," especially so close to the onset of cold
weather. But I welcome the color and the civilizing
effects of flowers on our streets.
I welcome any activity that makes our community a
little more human — including kindness to animals.
Janine Wagner of Irondequoit spends $100 a week
on cat food — food she leaves for stray and feral
cats at several locations in northeast Rochester. She
knows that a lot of people think she's crazy. She
sometimes uses have-a-heart traps to capture the
cats. She tells me she has found homes for 15 or 20
strays (domesticated but abandoned) and she has
turned over feral cats to animal control. "I've come
to realize that euthanasia may be better than the
suffering they endure," she says.
Civility starts with simple acts of respect. People
scoff today at folks who worry about stray animals
when so many people are hurting.
But kindness is kindness. In my experience, people
who care for animals care for people, too.
Speaking and acting in ways — even small ways —
that improve the quality of our collective experience
has a civilizing impact on each of us. I don't know
that egotism and selfishness have reached all-time
highs, but I do know that too many people live
completely unfiltered lives — saying and doing
anything that comes to mind, no matter how hurtful.
Civility requires a concern for how our words and
actions affect others. I asked P.M. Forni, who co-
founded the Johns Hopkins University Civility
Project in 1997, why civility has declined and what
we can do about it.
Forni, a professor of romance languages and
literature, recently did presentations at both Monroe
Community College and Rochester Institute of
Technology. He has written widely on civility and
has authored two books on the subject, most
recently The Civility Solution: What to do when
people are rude.
The decline in civility, he told me, does not owe to
any single cause, but the informality of the Internet
has exacerbated the problem. "Sometimes
informality is the Trojan horse that smuggles
incivility within the walls of society," he says. Giving
people online anonymity shields them from all
repercussions from vile, uninformed and hurtful
comments and "does not exactly call out our better
angels," Forni says.
As a society, Forni says, we've instilled self-esteem
in young people, but not a sense of self-restraint.
And civility is not just a matter of saying the right
thing. "What we have to reform is how we interact,
how compassionate we are, how willing we are to
meet the needs and desires of others."
Most people are never called on to jump in a river to
rescue someone, but civility, manners and
politeness are not trivial "because they are the
everyday acts of goodness," Forni says. The kind
word, the pat on the back, the choice to let a driver
change lanes ahead of us — these are the acts that
help us be more aware of our humanity. So, too, the
planting of flowers and the feeding of animals.
These are not the best of times, but I hope we never reach a point where we cannot afford to do even simple things that "call out our better angels."
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Its been a crazy morning for me personally. I had to drop my sweet boy Boris off at the vets this morning. Now Boris has FIV, and is suffering from kidney failure - I rescued Boris maybe five or close to six years ago from East Main and Culver behind Lorraines restaurant. That was the first place I started to feed homeless cats - someone once told me she had seen cats behind the restaurant and that was the dreaded day I started to do this crazy business. I started to put food there and shelter, and fought to do it as the owners hate cats, and wound up hating me (it was mutual). I have rescued many many from there during that time, and Boris was one of the last. And I thank God I did because we had a stretch of several weeks where temps were in the single digits and below 0, and he was waiting for me every morning. He has been a wonderful pet since. He is my cuddler, and drooler, and the loudest purr on earth. Anyways, he is also very expensive! He is allergic to most cat food so has to be on a special diet of very expensive prescription dry food I have to buy at the vet. He should also be on kidney diet, but he doesn't like it, so I basically give him as much regular wet food as he wants. He is very thin due to the kidney disease. Recently, he has had a large sore under his chin and won't stop scratching at it, and is just basically uncomfortable. So he went to the vet, his favorite spot - NOT! I hope they can just give him a shot of antibiotic and he heals up fast. On another note, we found someone from work who would take Blackie, but when I went to get him this morning from Central and Goodman, he wasn't there, as he hasn't been in two days prior either. I worry about him. You worry about all the babies you see daily and then don't. I pray God is watching over him!
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Wanted to share the following with you. This is from new Mom of Mickey, one of the kittens that I recently rescued - I am so thrilled I was able to save these babies in time:
"Well I am so glad I snatched him away from you before he stayed another day or you
never would have let him go! He is one busy, cool dude. He goes full blast thru the house. Over the chairs under the tables, thru our legs for about an hour, then totally collapses in exhaustion. He has to know where I am at all times, and usually only terrorizes the room I am in. When he gets tired, he will crawl up next to one of us and fall sound alseep. Yesterday, he got in a little trouble because he was digging in the plants. He understands when I tell him no. He will play and then start to bite me and I say no in a firm voice and he stops. Unbelievably smart! My husband loves to cuddle him but Mickey is usually too busy to sit still long enough. He is such a little fluff ball you just want to hold him. When he gets tired he crawls up and likes to kiss my face. He does that to my daughter too. I could go on and on for hours. The dog is getting used to him. He goes for his first vet appt /shots on Nov 10th. I think he might have worms as his breath is quite awful! LOL He weighed in yesterday at 2 1/4 lbs. Our old cat (died in August at age 17) was old for a lot of years so we forgot what it was like to have a kitten. Thanks!"
Makes me proud... Be sure to check out multiple posts I've done recently. One last night, another this morning, and now this one!
(side note: I just checked my blog to see if the link had posted, but it doesn't look like it did - hmmm... not sure what I did? - in the meantime, here is the website: firstname.lastname@example.org.)
Also sharing that this same person recently visited Farm Sanctuary in Watkins Glen. It's a huge farm that takes in rescued factory farm animals where they can live out their lives in peace and comfort. When you visit you are allowed to interact with the cows, goats, pigs, and fowl. It's really cool. To check out their website google farm sanctuary.
I've done multiple posts in the past 24 hours, check em out!
Monday, November 1, 2010
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
I need to get this kitty adopted. I need to get it off the street and into someone's home. I call him Blackie, but he needs a proper name. I hope someone reading this would consider it, before the harsh weather begins, and before he gets killed, as he is hanging around Central Park and Goodman Streets, a very busy intersection. Attached is his picture which I took yesterday morning around 6 am! He is a teenager, a spunky little guy, very affectionate, and clean! Its amazing how some of these animals can stay clean, it must be the type of coat they have.
I was walking my dog Thunder yesterday and up ahead, on the same side of the street, coming towards me, was someone walking their dog. I crossed the street because my dog is not the friendliest with other dogs. I hope that person doesn't think this is an anti-social move, its just avoiding a pulling, tugging, noisy situation.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
I want to add that I could have Trap Neutered and Released this guy today, but I just wont' allow an animal - one as sweet as this one - back into the environment which I got him from. I guess I am adding this portion to today's blog because I just feel awful for this one. He is someone's throwaway. No one cared about him. No one cares about any of these animals in these horrible neighborhoods. Its not MY problem, its theirs! So why should I care, why DO I care???
As I mentioned in an earlier post this week, I have been stopping each morning to see if the cat that was starving on Fourth Street near Garson Avenue was around - I brought my trap this morning, but no bites. I took the trap over to the corners of Central and Goodman, where Blackie and Smokey reside. Blackie is the youngster that greets me daily with requests for a rub and scratch. Smokey has kept his distance from me for years now, but still keeps his distance. This feeding spot is one of my worst. Not only is it on the corner of a very busy intersection, but any shelters I have placed there have been damaged, trashed or destroyed. There is nothing sheltering these creatures there. Smokey will not fall for the trap, I have tried many times. Lately, there are at least two more cats there, one is a very very friendly, desperate sort of gray and white kitty, and very friendly. This is not a good spot for cats like this. They are desperate, and you can tell are pure strays. Someone dumped him. Well, I set the trap, drove off, came back and he was in there. I feel so terrible about this one, but I am glad I have him off this very busy and dangerous area. I pray someone has the decency to adopt him, and quick. They are put to sleep after five days at Verona Street. The pictures attached are of a frequent diner hanging around lately on my porch steps! I leave a bowl out for the neighborhood cats, and this guy has been hogging their food!
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
Here is what I received from one of the girls who took one of the babies - as soon as I received this note, I was notified by Julie that his brother, Marley, was adopted at a Petco event on Saturday - YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!!!
Mickey is really doing wonderfully at our home. My husband weighed him 1 3/4 lbs.
He is eating and drinking a lot ! He can find his litter box on his own so now has
the run of the house. He plays hard-to-get when he's rested, and climbs on my lap
when he's tired. He follows me from room to room so he knows where I am at all times.
His purring motor is amazing! Love it!
We still keep him locked in the bathroom at night and when we're gone. My husband
and son love him. The dog is tolerating him. Our dog is a 10-year old golden retriever
who has to be touched all of the time. As long as she is still getting her attention,
she will be fine. We plan to keep Mickey and I will not be returning him unless
something drastic happens but I can see things only getting better.
I'll be taking him to my vet in a week or two, need to make sure he is 6 weeks old
before I do that.
Thanks for letting me come get him before he got into the system - I think its Karma
that you still had him on Saturday!
Have a great day. I hope his little brother finds a nice home too.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Well, its Friday, and its miserable. We had a very chilly night, with rain in Rochester, but could easily have turned into snow just a few degrees colder. It was a miserable night/morning for most kitties out there that don't have homes. I have to wonder where some of my guys find shelter, and is it warm? Do they have a snuggle place they can go to? My poor Blackie, and Smokey, and now a new cat on the corners of Central Park and Goodman. They are just pitiful there as there is no shelter for them due to the owners of the property or troublemakers coming by every so often and trashing my stuff. I try to make the best of what I can do, by putting down a towel under the thin wooden lean-to against the 'house' - it actually used to be a restaurant - Grandma's Kitchen or something like that. Its just the worst spot on my route, due to the lack of shelter. And there are three GREAT kitties there. Although Smokey is really untrappable. He just won't fall for it. And Blackie is really needing a home. And this third guy, you can tell he was once someone's kitty, because he is starving and will come right up as soon as you pour the food down. Its really tough out there right now for these guys. I've eliminated one feeding spot from my 9 now. Corner of Pennsylvania and 4th Street. Thats where I trapped a sweet tabby last week, and she was the only one waiting for me there every single morning. I miss her terribly. I have included a before and after pic of one of my rescues, Jack, who is my own now. Isn't he beautiful? He was a tiny guy when I got him, and within a year, he is over 20 pounds! A real handful!
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Well, I had a success and a failure this morning. Success with these two little babies. (Pics didn't turn out very clear - but boy are they beautiful!) I rescued them from Second Street, they were huddled in the Igloo shelter I have for the kitties on that street. Failure in that I wasn't able to trap neuter and return a kitty although I did try. The Central Street cats are very smart. They go in this trap, grab the salmon, and run, all without setting off the trap. This is the location where Benny, and Whitey, and at least five others now reside. Although I haven't seen Whitey in two days. A bit worried about him, even though he did mangle my leg with his teeth and claws a few weeks ago, which just today I have finished the last of my antibiotics! The little babies I am going to name Frick and Frack for now, are snuggled in my tub at home, waiting for me to come home and I will then turn them over to a wonderful girl who works where I do, who also happens to run Another Chance Pet Rescue. I am very grateful to her, as they don't usually have openings due to the overwhelming overpopulation of kittens in Rochester. Thank you so much Julie L., you are such a kind and compassionate woman. I would also like to thank Julie D. and Kate, who responded with offers to help - even though I know the rest of you would help if you could.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Several things to mention this morning. I pulled up to the house on Second Street, where Paul allows me to feed behind his house, and the usual suspects began to follow me waiting for their breakfast, I had brought my flashlight with me as I sometimes do, just in case I need it. As I set my stuff down next to the large igloo shelter I have back there with straw in it, I decided to shine a light inside just to see if I needed to add more straw, and lo and behold, there were two tiny sets of eyes looking at me. There were two baby kittens, no more than 3 or 4 weeks old, looking up at me innocently. I pretended not to notice them so as not to scare them, and after I had finished putting down the food for the others, I reached in to guage the reaction of them, and out of the one came the tiniest hiss, the kind of hiss that you can barely hear because they are so tiny. If I hadn't already had another kitty that I trapped from Pennsylvania Avenue a few minutes prior, I would have scooped them up. I will be bringing my carrier tomorrow morning, to get them. I cannot leave newborns out there. No way. Speaking of the pretty kitty on my porch right now. She, or he, is very shy and scared. It’s a grey tabby, as so many of them are, and will go to the shelter. There are two others that I now need to trap there, and then I can eliminate my feedings there. There is absolutely no shelter there for them in the wintertime, nor can I put one there. Its too open. I did not see Mama on Hebard. I did see 'Spunky' which my niece has now dubbed Blackie from the corner of Central and Goodman. Unfortunately, he is not going to be adopted by my niece right now, due to some medical issues she is having. He is too sweet to be on the street, I must get him fostered somehow. Please ask around everyone. I will post a picture here.
Monday, October 18, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
I picked up a dead cat this morning. I can't tell you how many I've picked up over the years, around three now just on Central Park. Whoever has the conscience to hit an animal and continue driving is just beyond my scope of comprehension. I dont' care if you are on your way to a fire, you don't just hit and run. Its cruel. Its inhumane. My spots this morning were the same as yesterday morning, still fighting off Whitey to keep his distance, after the bite last week. My leg is good though, antibiotics are wonderful. I didnt' see Mama on Hebard Street. There has been a male cat hanging around. At first I thought, good, she has a companion, because we took two of her kittens, and the third was killed by a car. But I saw the male fighting her yesterday morning, telling her to keep her distance from the food I provided. I saw the male this morning, but not Mama. I hope she is OK. Today, I am posting a picture of a cat now named Fifi that I rescued after a little boy saw it thrown out a car last summer when it was just a tiny kitten. My wonderful co-worker adopted him! And look at him now!
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
I trapped a cat this morning as I have a standing appt. for TNR each Wednesday, but it turned out that I trapped a kitten. Well, I wasn't about to let it loose, and I am not about to get it neutered and returned, so I will be bringing this poor thing to a shelter. I wish some of my readers could take a cat or two, they would really love these little kitties that are victims of circumstance. Actually victims of humans and their carelessness and lack of compassion. I will post picture of this little guy, a black and white fluffball, in hopes it may melt someone's heart. I also have been in contact with someone from the media, in hopes of exposing some injustices of this city, any city really. I was thinking to myself, if animals had voices, what would be their concerns that they would want known? I am sure they would have a lot to say.