We all make sacrifices. We do. Each and every day. Its part of being kind, its part of being non-selfish, its part of life. I have been invited, once again, to my Aunt and Uncle's home in Massachusetts, in a beautiful little suburb outside of Boston, for Thanksgiving. This time, the whole family is going, and I can't go. My trip I took in the spring was the one thing I was able to do this year, to get away from it all, and that's it. There is no one to cover for me when I am sick or need to get away for a long weekend. The cats can't feed themselves, and the homeowners around the areas that I feed in won't do it for me. I don't think my family understands this, and if they do, they firmly believe that this could be the last time we all see each other before something, God forbid, happens to one of us. My mom, aunts and uncles, everyone is getting older. Me too. Its sad. We have such fun being a big family, and spending time like that. I will spend another Thanksgiving at home, most likely watching the rest of the families' cats!
You could cut the humidity out there with a knife. Its raining on and off, and the cats were miserable. That poor little white baby on Second is there now each morning and she actually came up to me and let me pet her. She is scrawny skinny, and needs to be fixed. And its killing me to think of putting her back out on the street.
Boris still has to find a new home and quick. Sweet Pea and her daughter Luna need to find homes, and so do the five kittens I have left in my possession (2 are actually with Donna, my friend, who is fostering them for me). Three were adopted yesterday. Mojito (now named Maury) went to a kind woman who works at St. Ann's, one went to a very nice couple that Kristin found for me, that were looking for two cats, but the night before they came over to my house to meet two, they went to Johnny's Irish Pub and found a very young calico that had been hanging around the back by the dumpster, starving, and they took it then and there. How could I be mad that they only wanted one from me! :) Mystic went to a friend of Donna's, who had been fostering them). I will get updates on them as soon as I have them. I haven't really named them because - I am just not good naming cats anymore because they ALWAYS get changed when people adopt them!
Below are pictures of is who I still have - and Donna will get some photos of her two and we will hopefully get them adopted soon. I still need to get all FIVE spayed and neutered. I am waiting to get appointments for those. They will cost me close to $90 each. The clinic only offers un-eartipped spay/neuters to rescue groups with 501(c)3 tax exempt status. Here is their policy. rescue partner services and prices are available ONLY for pets specifically within their systems . . . NOT for volunteers or acquaintances that are rescuing and/or re-homing pets on their own or for pet owners.
I can still use the Rochester Community Animal Clinic for the TNR cats I do - those are $50 which includes ear-tipping, spay/neuter, shots and flea treatment. Obviously an excellent deal in comparison to a normal vet service. The only downside is these cats are returned to the streets, which you all know I hate doing.
"Our lives are not determined by what happens to us but by how we react to what happens, not by what life brings to us, but by the attitude we bring to life."