It was a huge reminder of what is to come, and how desperate I am to find more people to foster these sweet animals out there that are waiting for me to sweep them off their feet. I looked at Buttons earlier, when I went in to cuddle him and give him his wet food, which is all he is still eating since his teeth extractions last week, and I rubbed the pads on his rough feet, looked at him, he looked at me with grateful eyes, and I told him how lucky he was, how warm and cozy it was for him now, that he would never have to suffer another night in the cold again.
I saw Parsley this morning, jump down from his wet blanket from the porch on Parsells as I pulled up, as he does every single day, and runs to greet me. I give him a pat, and tell him I will be getting him someday soon, and say that with guilt as I look at the five or six others that are waiting there also. I tell this to Prince on Parsells, and to his two companions there that run to greet me, all waiting for a pat and food. Their water bowls all iced over this morning. I fill three jugs of warm water each day, HOT when its really cold out, so that they can have quench their thirst while the water is still warm before it turns to ice.
Their very favorite is wet food. Sometimes, I feel sad because I can't leave them very much, I just can't afford all that wet food - enough to feed over 70 cats that I encounter each morning.
|Cammy (from Central) - needs a home|
|Parsley (Parsells) needs to get off the street|
|Prince (Parsells) - still on the street|
Adopt. Rescue. Foster.
Transport. Sponsor. Donate.
Don't walk away.