Just as I drove away from here, I spotted something in the road, which put the nail in the coffin that something needs to be done about this street. It is overrun with unspayed/unneutered cats. We have GOT to do something. The sadness engulfed me as I wrapped this poor young tabby in a towel, that I had been feeding for ages, where Parsley hangs, and placed him on the side of the road under a tree. Again, this is PARSELLS.
Back to our injured, or sick, orange kitty. I was offered a temporary situation for him, but I do need a foster, and a plan before I pick him up. I also need to have him gain trust in me. I slowly was able to pet his head while he ate this a.m. I am also sneaking in Doxy into his wet food - you can see a chunk of it in the wet food if you click on the pic. He has something going on with his eye, and it sounds like respiratory issue. I am just praying someone offers to take him in and care for him and we can then work together on getting him adopted out. He may be the sweetest thing in the world, which they usually are. We just don't know right now about this little boy (unneutered also). He doesn't appear to be in dire straights, but he does appear to be sick, and/or slightly injured.
This pretty boy on Garson sits next to my car when I leave.
This new, unaltered kitty is waiting for me each morning at Baldwin and Grand.
Been feeding this grey baby for a long time now. Central and Fifth. He used to eat the food I placed for Cammy.
Third and Central: These sweethearts keep their distance, but know me when I arrive.
This beautiful sweet boy has not allowed me to pet him, after months of keeping his distance. He is sleek, and beautiful.
Well what do we have here? Still Central and Third. Click on the pic to see! IF you can believe it, I actually grabbed those bowls and filled them on the ground, and put them back, all the while keeping my distance from this guy!
This baby red kitten is still on Niagara. I believe it is Noodles sibling. My heart sinks each morning. I had asked someone to try to trap it, but it never happened. :( I hate leaving the little ones.
Parsley. His adoption fell through. He is so sweet, and so sad. I want to find him a home before the winter sets in. He is a throw away.
Please consider helping me make signs to post around the streets. Maybe someone from the city government will notice. Maybe someone will do something, get this noticed by someone who can make a difference for these animals.
I also need flea medicine. I will never buy Frontline Plus again. This little baby I rescued yesterday, POPPY, still has them after I applied a vial to her yesterday. I also need paper salad bowls, and cat food.
Thank you for helping me to help them.
Have a nice day.
Kindness is a language which
the deaf can hear and the
blind can see.