So, after a very emotional day, when I got home yesterday from work, I received the following in the mail:
Let me first say how grateful I am to Walt and Karon Simoni, who never give up trying to give me credit, and get some financial help for me. They sometimes work tirelessly to get me credit that they feel I deserve. Walt wrote to the Mayor about me, and they decided to honor his wishes, by honoring me in this way. I told Walt, he is like a pit bull, when he makes up his mind about something, he goes for it and won’t let go! So thanks guys, for your tireless efforts on my behalf!
Secondly, I truly am honored to be recognized, in this small way, by Mayor Lovely Warren. I spoke with her communications director Grace, a ‘lovely’ woman by the way, with three cats of her own, and she had me pick the day (any day) that will be recognized as “Janine Wagner Day” in the City of Rochester. There will be nothing done, of course, but I will look in the mirror when I wake that morning, and say Congrats to myself, and that will be that. Oh, and my mother wants to have her boyfriend, Bob the Painter, frame it for me.
Thirdly, there are far many others that deserve this recognition more. There are people out there who have TNR’d thousands of cats in their lifetime, and aren’t recognized in this way, so I share it with all of them. They have made a huge impact on the city’s population of feral and homeless animals.
I hope you are able to read it. If you click on the picture, it will zoom in. I cried reading it and couldn’t call anyone to read it over the phone because I wasn’t able to read it without crying. I am such a sap.
This morning, my intentions were to trap Blackie, the most vulnerable of them all, on Stout. Sure enough, there he was, having spend the entire night with no shelter or food. He had been used to sleeping in this plastic tote for over a year at least, and it was ripped right from under him yesterday. Can you imagine, when your world is turned upside down like that? Think how a cat must feel. Anyways, I grabbed him, placed him the large carrier I had, and whisked him away from that hellhole. I did leave some food across the street under a tree, for Neck Wound Kitty or Red, whoever is left there, wondering where they will move to.
I told Blackie he was going to have a whole new life in the country. I know he is frightened to death, and I told myself i would never rehome a cat to a barn again after the last few heartbreaking situations, but this had to be done. He had to be moved from there. My friend and her husband are going to give him the best possible life he can have. He will be in a large cage for a while, and then will have a little more freedom, until he knows where he is. My intentions are to also bring the two remaining cats that are left on Webster and Ferndale, after Webster’s rescue last week. They are a sweet little black girl and little red girl. They have NO shelter there, and need to either find homes, or be brought out to live their lives with Blackie. I will keep you all posted as this progresses.
So, that’s it in a nutshell. Its been a really crazy, emotional week for me. Phew. Glad its almost over. J
Have a great day!