Each comment from yesterday had totally valid points.
I had to let this little girl kitten back out onto the streets this morning after I had her spayed yesterday. Not because I wanted to, and not because I thought that this four month old kitten could NOT be tamed, eventually, but where am I going to put her? I can't have a cat stuck in every room of my house. Its not fair to them, and its not fair to the other cats, and its not fair to me. And I would definitely get bit while trying to tame this kitten. She was spitting and hissing and growling when I went near her in the trap. I tried to get her a few months ago when I discovered her and her siblings on Parsells, but I can only do so much. I asked for help, didn't get it. Again, I can only do so much. It broke my heart to let this beautiful fluffy wee one with the wisps of hair on her ears back out into that cruel area of town. Next time, would love it if someone offering advice could step up to the plate, but I do realize, we ALL have our hands full with problems.
|Paddy from Pennsylvania|
I decided to hold on to Paddy. He is the other cat I brought into the clinic for neutering yesterday. He is the most gentlest cat. “Paddy” has been waiting for me each morning now for over a month on Pennsylvania and Second Street – at a boarded up corner house . It took a few mornings for him to allow me to touch him, then gently pet his neck, and next thing I knew he came right up to me each time I poured the food and water. He came close enough for me to feel behind him and know he was not neutered. He also was very good with the other kitties that were waiting for the food to be served. So, Tuesday, when I couldn’t trap any cats on the corner of Second and Central, I placed Paddy in the carrier, got him neutered, and took him to my bathroom. Last night, after the surgery, I thought he was dead. He didn’t move from the open carrier for hours. When I went to check on him this morning, he was in the corner of the bathroom. He ate a bit of dry food, did not use the litter box. He looked so scared. I went to him and gently picked him up. He buried his head in the crook of my arm, and after several minutes of talking to him gently, and petting and scratching his head, I heard the purr. What a gratifying feeling it is. To see a scared animal become secure, happy, knowing it is now safe and that his rescuer will protect him. Do they see that you as their savior? I wonder if they know… I know Baylee looks at me like I am God sometimes. He loves me so much. He will come over right next to me, wanting to be held, struggling to breathe, with his beautiful eyes looking right into mine.
My next step for Paddy is to see how he goes with me for a few days, and then possibly bring him to his new foster home in Caledonia on the weekend. There are other cats out there, more beautiful in appearance than Paddy, that deserve to be rescued, but there was something about Paddy, he just didn’t belong where he was, just way too sweet. I will get a better picture of him as the week unfolds. I must find him a new name. I don't think Paddy suits him.
Lets find homes for all these babies.
Thanks for sharing the stories of all these cats out there that need our help!
The comment from the person who said they live in the area I feed, bless your heart! We should talk!
Have a great day!