OK, so this morning was not great. Another two hours out of my day. From 4 am. to 6 am. I got home at 6:15, only to turn around and get my house in order, and myself in order to go to work for eight hours. L I looked outside and saw four inches at least on the ground. So shovel in hand, I proceeded to leave the house at 4 am. and dig out all 16 locations. I could see kitty prints at most of them. I knew they were taking cover in the shelters. Not all of them though. I still am saddened at a few of the locations where I see a kitty or two running from another direction when they hear me arrive. You know they are not taking shelter in the shelters I leave for them. One was this beautiful fluffy thing below, who I have been feeding for a few months now. Never was able to get this close, enough to pick up, until this morning. I was so tempted to run through the pile of snow on the way back to the Catmobile to grab the carrier, but I knew if I made sudden movement it would be scared and jump down. You have to be so precise to rescue these cats. When you grab by the scruff, it scares and immobilizes them for a few seconds, so you have to have the carrier right there and then, waiting.
Another thing about rescue folks, I’ve done a ton, but circumstances have to be just right for me. Right now I have Fluffypants occupying my house – if I rescue a cat, it must go to a vet first, and the walk in clinic is only open two days a week – and you can plan on HOURS to be there, even if you are there a half hour before it even opens. Its only open on Fridays and Saturdays, so if I already have an extra cat in my small house, I can’t do it. If I don’t have an extra cat in my house, I can keep in bathroom until that Friday or Saturday. Fluffy will be going to foster today, and I will be glad to have that bathroom back! Another MUST before I rescue a cat, I must have a plan. Either someone offers to foster it or adopt it. So those are the two factors that come into play when I rescue.
There is a store in Penfield that I discovered years ago and it is run by a woman who turns out, adopted a cat from me a year ago, and named him Buddy. The store is a boutique which has everything from gourmet food, to candles, to scarves and sweaters and pants, to clothes, to games, to soaps, to purses, OMG, I could keep going, I LOVE this store! I go there every Christmas to buy the few gifts I am able to buy for my family, and I get shaky I get so excited to see all the things they there. Anyways, they had a fundraiser for me – for a few hours, any sales, I would get a percentage from, so I was asked to attend. I did, and was so thrilled to see people supporting me by attending! Such fun to see everyone. Thank you to those that could make it, and those that wanted to but couldn’t . The weather was horrible. And I did not leave there without buying something, that’s for sure. Thank you Eileen for making me feel so special.
The weather is supposed to be a little better starting tonight and going into the weekend – so shelters will be dug out a little better. I noticed quite a few shelters this morning where the straw was low, so need to fluffy them back up tomorrow morning. Problem with doing that is that you have to practically crawl on your stomach to get to them. Uggh. This is not a glamorous job. L
|Cat Prints in the Snow|
|Sid and Johnny's Auto Garage|
|Kitty on Parsells #2|
Have a great day everyone.
Frosty days and ice-still nights,
Fir trees trimmed with tiny lights,
Sound of sleigh bells in the snow,
That was Christmas long ago.
Tykes on sleds and shouts of glee,
Sugarplums and candle glow,
Part of Christmas long ago.
Footsteps stealthy on the stair,
Sweet-voiced carols in the air,
Stocking hanging in a row,
Tell of Christmas long ago.
Starry nights so still and blue,
Good friends calling out to you,
Life, so fact, will always slow…
For dreams of Christmas long ago.