She is probably thinking, reading this, 'but I told her 64'. Well, I did it again this morning. Rescue # 65.
Meet Princess Peanut. She has a severe URI and I could not leave her another day. I hope that my fosters don't get upset with me, taking in another cat when I haven't found homes YET for the ones they are fostering for me. Please. I just can't turn my back on a cat in desperate need. She is filthy, EXTREMELY SWEET, but she can barely breathe. She will go to clinic tomorrow morning for spay and get a shot of something for her cold. Poor girl. But lucky girl now.
Little Cloe was brought in on Friday to the clinic for hopefully her second to last visit. Her wounds have all just about disappeared, except for one. She is doing much better though, thanks for all of your concern.
Saturday morning I had quite a scare. In all the years I've been doing this, nothing came close to this. I was huddled down pouring food in the back of a vacant lot on Central and Fifth, and I thought, in the pitch dark, that I heard something. I shined my flashlight and saw a black man in black clothes and a black skull cap walking toward me. I got up on my feet, shouted CAN I HELP YOU, WHAT DO YOU WANT, as he kept walking toward me in silence. By now, I am pretty nervous. I started walking to the side, and he all the sudden stopped, as if she was in a fog, looked into the flashlight, at the shelter, and turned around and started to walk away as I said 'WHAT THE F ARE YOU DOING??" Still no response. I was angry, and frightened at the same time. A close call for sure, but its the first close call I've had in all these years. So no worries everyone. I am still here. And no, I don't have a gun, and yes, I do have pepper spray, but by the time I had to use it, after all the finagling, I would spray myself in the face. I have too much stuff in my hands. Another hazard of the job.
After my scare on Saturday morning I brought Petunia, the SWEET SWEET kitty I rescued from Parsells last Tuesday to her new foster home. What great people there. Two little girls, a pug, and two other kitties all welcomed her into their beautiful home in Webster. I just couldn't do this without adoption and fostering. Thank you so much. You are allowing another precious, unfortunate animal to be rescued from the streets. Saved. They so deserve it too. And there are so many more. Please spread the word about foster care.
On Sunday, a family came over and was introduced to Barney, Billy, Midget and Widget - the kittens I rescued from Niagara, along with their mother Nora. The kittens are doing great, and are ready to be adopted. Although they are still just under 10 weeks old, they are all thriving. Wonderful family had a hard time choosing a girl and boy between the two boys and two girls, but they decided on Widget and Billy. I am so happy for them. That leaves two tigers, Barney and Midget, both available for adoption.
"To foster an animal is a great gift and act of kindness. The animals hold a special place in your heart and you make a world of difference in their lives!"