Monday, July 31, 2017


Samantha and Carmella

Greg when he was young
So much happened from Thursday to Sunday that I don't even know where to begin.  But what is of utmost on my mind is the loss yesterday of a beloved member of my family.  My very special, my very kind cousin Greg lost his baby girl, his youngest daughter, Samantha.  Sweet Samantha.  She was found in bed, she never woke up.  He came in to wake her with donuts.  Her sister was asleep next to her.  My family is in turmoil.  Her mother lost her daughter, my aunt and uncle lost their beloved granddaughter, my cousins lost their precious niece, Sam's sisters lost their beautiful sister and best friend, Sam's brother lost his sister, Sam's two nieces Jayla and Carmella lost their aunt...  the world lost a beautiful sweet soul.  We've all experienced death in our families, but when its so unexpected...  when someone is old, or someone is ill, you at least can mentally prepare yourself, but this is tragic.  Sam was only 22 years old.  My beautiful little girl.  You will be so missed....

In other news, I was able to finally get the poor cat on Central that was gravely ill and injured.  A drop trap was set and he went for it.  I had tried with a net with no luck.  Saturday Sheryl helped, and waited patiently to pull the string, while Mylene, a pillar to the animals she helps in the community, had brought the net for me to use, we waited patiently on the sidelines. Sylvester was brought to the emergency clinic where it was determined his injuries were too severe and he was euthanized.   He was sick as far back as the winter.  He just wouldn't be trapped with a regular trap.  I am so grateful to those that offered help.  No more suffering for him.

Nimbus was brought to his new home on Saturday, and Bear on Sunday.  I have received reports on both that they are happy and having fun in their new homes.

We still have Happy, Taco, Itsy, Bitsy, Fudgie, Chippie, Ernie (really Ernestine), Chip and Robbie to go.  Lets get these babies adopted, so that I can get back to what I do best, rescuing the sweet adult cats on the streets that are waiting...

Tomorrow is TNR Tuesday, wish me luck.  There are just so many.  I wish I had more help.

Have a great day.

Wednesday, July 26, 2017


Sorry to be so dramatic.  Can you tell I love horror movies?

Yes, those tiny little monkeys nibbling at mama's breasts since they were born two weeks ago have finally opened their eyes!  Gracie, from Garson, who I rescued July 4th weekend, and gave birth about a week after to SIX kittens, is doing well, and so are her little munchkins.  I will be naming them soon, and hoping to get their individual pictures at some point so we can begin getting them into the adoption world.  They are all gorgeous, and I am hoping they will be gobbled up quickly by some kitten lovers.  :)  Thank you Sunday Sheryl for fostering them for me.  And Gracie will be ready when the kittens are – Sheryl reports she is the SWEETEST kitty.  Loves attention.  Long haired and beautiful.  
GRACIE and her babies!

Hello World!  I can see you!
Speaking of kittens…  ugggh.  They are driving me crazy.  But they are SO cute.  And I don’t think Taco will EVER grow.  He is just the cutest thing EVER!  The kittens that my friend Paula is fostering – I will be getting pictures of them this weekend.  They are GORGEOUS also!  Wait til you see!  Ernie, Chip and Robbie are getting their surgery dates soon.  They have been being fostered by Melissa, the Kitty Whisperer, and I will be picking them up sometime this week to keep them for a few days to get to know them.  They are gorgeous too!  So Itsy and Bitsy have shown their true colors with me – lovey doveys they are…  SO CUTE!  Especially Itsy’s short tail – short because it was caught in the trap I sent and was broken.  They had to partially amputate.  She has the CUTEST tail ever!  And Chippie and Fudgie are getting more and more brave and not running from me any more.  Purr machines they are.

The cat I trapped yesterday next to DeGeorge Ceilings, the now defunct business – from what I heard was a murder-suicide love triangle?  Anyhow, this little red kitty that the picture was on yesterday’s post – she was in early stages of pregnancy.  Thank GOD I nabbed her.  No babies for you little one.  She spent the night on the porch in a trap, and….. I had to let her back out this morning.  Poor thing.  I saw so many un-ear-tipped cats out there today. 

The sick injured Sylvester looking kitty was not at his normal spot this morning, nor at the other two spots down Central I've seen him at.  I know this sounds terrible, but each morning I don't see him, I pray he has had a peaceful passing overnight.  I did reach out to friends for help.  I'm not good at reaching out for help.  It goes way back - I think losing my father at a young age, and always being self dependent - and being an Aries, leader of the pack sort of mentality.  I hate asking others to help me.  But help is what I've needed and it couldn't come soon enough.  This poor angel needs help.  No more pain for him.  :(

I also have a question if anyone can answer – will a vet spay a very engorged nursing mother?  Can they even get around the ducts to do the surgery?   I stop every morning now to feed her, and I need to get her spayed, AND find her babies!   My friend Sunday Sheryl told me she counted 21 stops that I made the morning she rode with me.  There are just so many cats out there starving.  I need to feed them!    

I am off the next few days.  If you happen to be one of the folks that I send out this blog to on a nearly daily basis via email - work has advised that with the new security/viruses going around, my blast emails from work (which is the only way I know how to send blast emails) need to end.  They didn't downright say so, but I wouldn't feel comfortable knowing its causing as issue with IT!  Also, it just happened to be that the person in IT Security I spoke with LOVES kitties!  :)  So she fully supports me, and wanted to be able to show me an alternative if I open up something like GMAIL.  My Yahoo account is messed up - I can't type without it freezing up.  So I rarely use it.  When I get an email on Yahoo, I immediately send it off to my work email address to be able to respond to it.  So, I need to figure out something.  I have all the email addresses on Excel on a stick drive, but don't know how to use it next from a home email address.  Help?

Have a great day!

"Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose."

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

TNR Tuesday!

Bad news:

Every year its something.   Something devastating happens to one of my shelters and leaves me nothing but worry worry worry as to what to do for the cats that this displaces.

I received a message yesterday from the neighbor next door to the first spot I have on Melville, number 1, that the spot I place the food in, along with three shelters, has been boarded up.   She wanted to prepare me for what I would see the next morning.  She is also concerned there are cats inside.  There was a hole in the foundation that the cats would nestle in.  Her granddaughter saw the boarding up while my friend was at work. Nothing shocks me any more, but I am resilient to finding solutions, even if they are temporary.  This morning I placed the food and water on the porch of the house.  It was POURING nearly the entire route today.  I also listened behind the boarding for any crying from cats.  Nothing will stop me from feeding those starving cats.  And getting them spayed and neutered.  God tests our strength each and every day.  He's definitely testing mine these days.   

Today was TNR TUESDAY.  In between the pouring rain, and setting two traps hoping to get one kitty, plus the very ill one that is slowly starving to death because he can't eat because of his mouth injury.  He keeps moving from one spot to another on Central.  I set the first on Parsells next to DeGeorge Ceilings, an old firehouse. There are now about six cats I see, since I TNR'd a cat that had been lactating a few months ago.  Her babies are big now.  There are also more adult cats.    Moving on,  I set the second trap on Second and Central where I saw the injured cat yesterday, but nothing. I did all my stops, went back to find this kitty in the first trap, and then finished up at the second trap.  It was my last stop, and still no kitty would go in that trap.  There are kittens there too.  Nothing.  Prior to picking up that trap, I fed at the original location that injured kitty has been - and he was there.  I even touched the top of his head as he tried to gobble the food in his very injured mouth, but he wasn't having any of that.  It was upsetting, he just won't go in a trap.  So I wound up with just one kitty.  And I can't get his picture because I keep living my cell phone in the Jeep, thinking he wouldn't be at that spot. 


A note from a former adopter - they adopted Syd and Joanie, the kittens from Syd and Johnny's Garage on Bay Street, and I still feed their momma every day there..  :( 

Hey Janine,
    I hope any of your potential adopters who are thinking of only getting 1 kitten, will reconsider and take 2. These two are approaching their 1st Bday soon. They are still best friends and play, sleep, and watch all the outdoor critters together all the time. They really are the dynamic duo!


I cannot imagine what would have happened if they were separated. Piper just adores her sister Sydney! (note her arm around her.) 

Thanks for the update Liz.  I always appreciate these.  Its what helps me to continue my quest to save every last one of them, one at a time!  

One last note, I left a plastic tote sideways on Niagara and placed food bowls inside so they wouldn't get wet for the 6-8 cats that are now homeless once again because of the bastard that took my shelters.  As I was getting back into the Jeep, a police car had driven past, and now had turned around and had his lights on.  I got in to the drivers seat, door open, and waited.  What was he going to do?  Was he going to tell me I couldn't feed there?  Was he going to ask me for my license which I don't carry in the mornings?  He walked up and immediately said Oh, I see you are feeding the cats - sorry!  He said 'my partner told me you were feeding cats - Have a good day!  he said with a smile.  I thanked him and told him to be safe.  :)  Love you guys.  You men and women in blue.  Love love love!

Have a great day!

"Your acts of kindness are
iridescent wings of of divine
love, which linger and
continue to uplift others
long after your sharing."

Monday, July 24, 2017

Monday Musings

Update on Mike.

Talk about cats being introduced to dogs...  take a look at Mike!  Now named Wolfie.  Here he is with his new canine sibling Cricket.  Pure bliss!

Mike aka Wolfie!

Some highlights/lowlights from the weekend.

Friday morning I drove Ike out to his new home in Wolcott.  THAT was a drive, especially considering I drove to Oswego the weekend before.  I then turned around to drive home, pick up Tiggy and Brownie, and drive them to Webster, to their new home.  Both homes approved, and full of love to give to the newbies.  Updates so far are so far so good.  Both homes have canine siblings that are being introduced slowly.  I will post more as I hear.  I will surely miss them all.  All were so loving, and sweet, and cuddly.  So, three down, ELEVEN to go.  (SIX kittens left in my home).  I even visited Destiny, the surrogate mom to so many kittens, and she is doing great.  I thanked her again for her service.  J

Saturday was a big wonderful family-filled party for my mother’s birthday, but the drive home ruined the rest of my day, including my sleep.  I got a call from a friend who occasionally stops to place food and water for the cats on Niagara.  This is the shelter that has been there for about a year now, behind the old Rochester Clutch and Brake.  Corner of Central Park.  The old owner was fine with me placing a somewhat attractive shelter for the 8-10 kitties that had been living between the two buildings across the street in the gated apartment complex.  As you will recall, I had many brushes with a man who had a girlfriend living there, and he felt it was his duty to keep watch so that I would not place food or water under the gate for the many cats trying to survive there.  We had many many nasty encounters, including one where I had to call the police because he threatened me.  But in the end, we sort of came to an agreement and I was then able to finally coax them over across the street.  I rescued many from this location, TNR’d many, and also caught a very sick cat Hope, who’s life I had to end because of how sick she was. 

So the call told me that all my beautiful shelters, including two beautiful ones crafted by a skilled carpenter were by the side of the road.  Everything gone.  My friend stopped to talk to the guys that were inside the building and the new owner apparently was flipping the building to be resold.  He said he had been fined by the city for the grass being high, etc., even though we had gone there and mowed it ourselves in the beginning of the summer.  I had to put my coping mechanism on after hearing this.  I was so upset I couldn’t think straight.  But I had to until the next morning.  Wasn’t a very good sleep Saturday night.  Sunday, I saw the shelters on the side of the road and moved them to a vacant lot down the street.  I had to.  I had no other choice.  I have no idea how long they will stay there at this new location, or how to coax these cats to this new shelter, that is really not built yet, just the two nice shelters are down there.  I placed paper plates and bowls for these poor animals that must be so confused. 

I have to wonder at the mentality of these type of people that can knowingly and deliberately cause distress and harm to an animal.  If I get the chance to speak to this POS, I will ask him – did it ever occur to you that you were causing harm to an animal.  Did it occur to you to allow me some time to move these shelters?  You had my number on the flier I keep inside my shelters, as the City asked me to do, you could have at least left me a note.  Instead, I had to crawl through the Al’s Maintenance dumpster on the other side of the building to get the five plastic totes you tossed aside, and never mind the wood and pallets that were so dear and precious to me.  What a bastard you are.  I hope you slept well sir.  I am sure this will not be the end.

Saturday concluded the on-line fundraiser that my friends Andrea and Lou held for me on Facebook.  I do not have the figures, but I am sure it will help out with food for a few months.  I am so honored and grateful to the people that donated their goods so others could spend their money that will go towards helping the animals I feed and shelter in the Beechwood section of Rochester.  It was a huge undertaking for Andrea and Lou, and I thank the Lord for them in m life!  They are the DOERS of the world! 

Meanwhile, each morning I’ve been placing a trap for a very sick cat that I’ve been feeding for over a year at least between 5th and 6th streets on Central Park.  Last winter, I noticed drool coming from his mouth, thought upper respiratory.  He would not go into the trap then.  Here is it end of July, his jaw hangs open, mouth is a mess, and he can barely gulp enough food in his mouth.  He is very very sick.  Someone put out a post pleading with people for help for me.  I need someone with a net.  Or a drop trap. I didn’t hear from anyone.  I know people are busy.   Saturday morning the trap was set only to find the little guy travelled two blocks and was at my Third Street location.  Sunday morning, he was not seen at either place, and I secretly wished he had passed overnight.  This morning, trap was set at usual spot, but this time, he eluded me and was at my 2nd street location.   Its heartbreaking, but all I can do is drive away and try to put it out of my mind.  I don’t know what else to do.

Pictures from the weekend:



Cat on Greeley and Parsells


My kitty Rufus a/k/a CRAZY EYES


Still available:  Chippie, Fudgie, Itsy and Bitsy, Nimbus, Robbie, Chip, Ernie, Happy & Taco?   Lets get these adorable furry creatures a home!

Have a nice day.

"Compassion for animals is intimately connected with goodness of character; and it may be confidently asserted that he who is cruel to animals cannot be a good man."

Thursday, July 20, 2017


Two large sheets of plywood and two big strong men to give up a morning for the cats and meet me on 7th Street.  I need to move some large wooden shelters and pallets to place the plywood underneath and rebuild the shelter.  It won't take long, I just need muscle!  Please, spread the word, bribe your son, boyfriend or husband.  I sure can use the help.  

This morning all was quiet out there.  I did see the very injured cat on Central.  And forgot the trap in the Jeep.  I did not see the nursing mother, or the other kitty I saw the next morning on Garson.  I did see a ton of cats, and I did stop more times than usual to pour some food out on the sidewalk for them, as I have run out of paper bowls, which is another thing on my wish list.  Paper bowls.  Not Styrofoam, but paper.  Recycle Recycle Recycle.  But you can’t with Styrofoam.  Terrible product really.

Last evening was a busy one when I got home from work.  Michelle stopped by to pick up MOXY!  Moxy joins Marbles as the newest member of the family.  They are thrilled, and have shared so many pictures already of their new baby.  After that, sweet Eileen, who adopted Buddy from me years ago, and happens to own the best boutique in town, Enchanted Rose Garden in Penfield, stopped by with her NYC daughter to bring a few kitten toys for the babes, and wound up taking Happy home with her.  J  Happy is teeny tiny, and when they are that little, they are a lot of work.  They fell in love with him instantly.  I will be checking in later in the day to make sure things went smoothly.  He could be crushed in a split second if stepped on!

Shortly after that, Joy stopped by with Nimbus.  The cutest little grey kitten ever!  Scared, but sweet.  I brought him out this morning to hang in the living room with the others, and he freaked out.  I think he has been sort of hanging by himself at Joy’s, so we have to get him introduced to other kitties…  in time.  I have yet to ask Joy the story behind his name!  He and Tiggy go in for the spays today.  It’s a hectic household, to say the least.

The auction is going strong, from last reports there have been about $1K in proceeds from it.  I know, it’s a lot of money.  When you think about it, its enough to last me six and a half weeks in dry food alone.  I spend an enormous amount of money in doing what I do.   Not only the dry food, but the wet food, and the kitten food (both dry and wet) I’ve purchased for the close to 20? Kittens I have under my wing this year, and the enormous vet bills, and the gas spent on driving these kit cats to their new homes, which must be done, as they are like my own children, and I wouldn’t allow my children to go anywhere without me knowing where they are going to.  And to be sure their new home is safe, and kitten proof.   $1K is also enough for me to TNR 16 cats.  That’s a lot of kitties too, but not a lot in the grand scheme of things.  I see at least 16 kitties running across the roads in the darkness each morning on the different streets I travel.  I am grateful for all the help I receive.  And I am especially grateful to those that share their possessions with me to help these animals.  Without you, I couldn’t do this.

I am off tomorrow.  I deliver Ike to his new home, and Tiggy and Brownie go to their new home.  And then I am hoping to pamper my feet with a pedicure.  God knows they need it.  Saturday is my mother’s BIG outdoor birthday party at my sisters.  Rain is in the forecast so I am hoping they are wrong!

Have a great day!

 "Everyday life is a struggle, with the biggest victory being the chance
to keep struggling."

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Its Christmas in July!

I have this fabulous couple helping me out with a fundraiser for me.  Its Christmas in July!  Its on Facebook, and here is the link.  I've had quite a few friends donate items to help the cause.  Its an auction where you bid an amount, and hope its the final price!  :)  Unless someone outbids your bid.  Fun.  And please remember,  if you donated anything and don't see it, it would be considered hard to mail, so please don't be offended. It can either be returned to you, or can be used for my Meow and Chow fundraiser in November! I SO appreciate your donated items!  Here is the link:

My life is so full, as is all of ours, but when you do what I do and need what I need, its hard to fund-raise at the same time.  That's why I appreciate people that go out of their way to help me.  When ever you feel angry or disappointed in humanity, remember good people like this - Andrea and Lou - that go out of their way to help others.  

And the REASON for fund-raising...  As you know, I feed over 100 cats every single morning of my life in the Beechwood section of Rochester.  I go through 40 pounds of dry food every single day, and also a case of wet food, which they get only a drop of because there is only so much to go around.  I have cats running to me when they hear the Jeep, or coming out of hiding when they hear me cat-calling them.  Most I am able to pet, some keep their distance, although after they get to trust me by seeing me day after day, they get a lot closer.  Because I am so close to these cats when I pour the food, I can see them and notice if they are injured, sick, or whatever.  Little Red on Baldwin and Grand I can now hear before even bending down to pour food.  He has a rattle in his chest.  Its loud.  He is also extremely hyper.  Wonder what that could be.  Also, if you remember from last winter, there is a black and white cat on Central that I had noticed drool coming from his mouth.  I tried trapping, but he would never go in.  Well, he has been coming closer and closer to the food dish I fill each day, and this morning, I could see he can barely eat, and gulps the food down – he either has an abscess or infection or some type of growth in his mouth.  It was pitiful.  All I could do was walk away, disturbed and sad.  All I can do is try to trap him.  He is semi-feral, and won’t let me touch him. 

I try not to share the sad stuff because I have actual friends that won’t read this blog because of it.  I don’t think I would actually read something that would make me sad.  I write this stuff because, in the back of my warped mind I think, maybe, just maybe, there is someone out there that can help me.   Or help with whatever situation it is that makes me sad.  But if you could only see what I see out there…. 

I did not, however, see the nursing cat on Grand yesterday.  I stopped, got out with the bag of food and water, and went over to the dishes I had left previously, cat called, and listened.  Nothing.  I then saw a beautiful fluffy tabby – looked nearly identical to Gracie, the kitty I picked up four weeks ago that WAS pregnant and she had her kittens a week later.  All six.  So this new cat kept his distance, but surely went for the food after I drove off.  I did not see the nursing mother, nor hear any kittens crying softly, but I listened!

Back at the ranch, I’ve got Ike going to his new home, and Tiggy and Brownie going to their new home, on Friday.  I am so thankful that this girl, who was initially just wanting one kitten, fell for my coaxing her into getting two!  Ha! J  Seriously, I told her I was going to send her information on WHY it is so important for two kittens, especially if there are no other pets in the house.   So I will be down three, but will have baby Nimbus joining me, as he and Tiggy are being neutered and spayed tomorrow morning.  I am also hoping that Marbles new family will be taking Moxy.   Its kitten heaven in my house each morning, and I hate having to come to work because of it. 

NIMBUS (rescued from Wambachs Farm Market)

Let me share this with you to make your day.  I get reports from Posie’s new mom, who has named him Bailey.  GOOD reports.  He is so loved....  I think this kitten is the most adorable kitten in the world.  Well, I do exaggerate too.  Sorry other kittens.

Be sure to click on the pictures to see up close!  J

Have a great day!

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Outta Sight, Outta Mind!

HAPPY says HI!  I am available for adoption!  :)
Today was supposed to be TNR Tuesday.  Last evening, after work, I sat out in my backyard – where lately is the only place I can find some inner peace.  Its quiet, and I don’t have to look at kittens, or talk.  I go back there to check my messages from the day, and open mail, maybe have a cocktail, or two, and just chill.

As I was sitting there, I started to think about tomorrow – which is today.  I knew that Brownie, Chippie and Fudgie were going in for their spay/neuters, and I also knew I had two spots available at the clinic for TNR.  In order for me to do TNR, I have to set traps in the city, in the dark, at 4 am.  In order to ensure I get two cats, I set 3 or 4 traps.  Now after I get the traps set, I set off to go do my feedings at 14 other locations.  Now you shouldn’t leave cats that are trapped alone for very long, so in between feeding, I am usually running back to check on the traps.  This is a very time consuming thing to do, so Tuesdays take much long for me in the morning, which leaves me less time to get ready for work.  Lately, my routine includes caring for the kittens I have at my house.  So that would mean less time to care for the kittens as well.

So I began to feel overwhelmed.  On the one hand, if I trapped two cats, they would be on the porch overnight.  I’ve been keeping kittens there because I am sort of running out of rooms, and its large enough where they can play, and sleep, comfortably.  But the two – two feral cats, and the kittens, don’t mix, so I didn’t want to stress more cats out.  On the other hand, I am stressed out.  Having to bring FIVE cats in for spaying is a lot.  Its not only a lot of cats to care for after surgery, but a LOT of MONEY.  I include combo tests for the kittens as well, and now Brownie seems to be getting a small cold.  More vet bills.  So, without stressing more, I called a friend from the clinic who validated my feelings, and told me they could fill my spots.  Thank God.  On the other hand though (which hand was I on?), I felt, and still feel, total guilt over not trying to trap and neuter more cats.  There are so many out there.

Look who I fed this morning at 156 Garson.  Saw this cat sitting on the side of the road, right near where I picked up Prego/Gracie three weeks ago, who had her six kittens a week ago.  After pouring food and water for the hungry looking cat, I felt underneath – MASSIVE milk ducts.  My heart sank. 

I don’t want to experience burn out, but I feel overwhelmed trying to do this alone.  I wish I had an army to help me.  I just can’t seem to recruit an army though.  The few other rescue groups have their hands full, and outside of rescue, no one has stepped up to the plate and just done it!  – except for one girl Joan who sat for me while I set traps for Fudgie and Chippie on Garson a few weeks back.  People are busy!

I’ve never seen such an influx of kittens, and pregnant cats – EVER.  In all the years I’ve been doing this.  Sometimes, I am just so overwhelmed its hard to go on.   But on I do.  And on I go.  Please spread the word about the kittens available so that I can get back to the real rescue business, one cat at a time.  I need a break.  J

Have a great day.

“In everybody’s life there’s a point of no return. And in a very few cases, a point where you can’t go forward anymore. And when we reach that point, all we can do is quietly accept the fact. That’s how we survive.”

Monday, July 17, 2017

Boom! ZAP!


Man oh man, I have been doing this for a long time.  Going out at 4 am. in all sorts of weather.  You name it, I've been in it.  This morning was a little bit different.  Scary.  The air was electric.  Lightning everywhere.  Thunder booming in the distance.  I had the headlamp around my neck.  I was walking in open fields.  I was hovering under trees.  I was in the pouring rain, which I've done countless times, but now I was subjecting my self to electrocution!  And it happens!  I just prayed each and every step I took from the time I got out of the jeep until I got back in.  Soaking of course.  But I made it home, wet not crispy!

This weekend I went to see Gracie, the pregnant female that was too far along to spay, the one I rescued on Garson three Saturdays ago.  She has since had her babies, all six.  Three sets of twins!  Gracie is a very very sweet cat, and a great mom.  Very protective.  Here are pictures from my visit with them.  Their names will be forthcoming as they get a bit older. 

GRACIE and her babies!

I also picked up Ernie Robbie and Chip from my sisters.  They needed to be a bit more socialized, and now they are at Melissa’s for a bit so that she can do her magic.   I also brought Ike home, the only one left of the Ben, Jerry, Mike and Ike clan.  He will hopefully go to a new home soon also!




Itsy and Bitsy were brought back to me as a trade.  They are doing much better, sort of.  Itsy got into the house from the porch this morning and was just found.  I panic thinking that one of them would get out of the house.  PANIC.  But thankfully she was hiding under a bed.  They will take a while to get used to their new surroundings.  Sweethearts though, yes, they are.

Bitsy and Itsy!
Guess who got adopted this weekend?  DESTINY!  I cried when I had to say goodbye to her.  I whispered thank you to her, for being such a great mom to five kittens who weren’t even her own.   Her adoptive mom had been looking for a tortie and she said she googled Tortie, Rochester, and my name came up!  Unbelievable.  The power of the internet.  Destiny joins a sister – prayers they get along!  Can’t wait to see how her first night went.  I know she will have noticed her babies missing.  I am sure her babies missed her too.  :(  She has a great new mom Anne though, that will love her to pieces!

Guess who else is being adopted...  TIGGY and BROWNIE!  They are going together!  Woo hoo!  And I LOVE their new mom!  She came over Saturday to meet them and fell in love.  This weekend they will be delivered to their new home!  J

Moxy's eye is all better, and Moxy will hopefully join Marbles soon.

I leave you with a really cute pic, Baylee and Taco.  They look so alike, but no relation, I swear!  :)