Thankful

What a morning!  This is what it read on my dash in my truck this morning.  But we all know, it was way below that.  I don't think the truck is able to read MINUS 0.

Remember you can click on pictures to see up close.

I have to give credit where credit is due.  Kings has been a huge help to me.  We layered and layered the clothes this morning before heading out at 3:45 to face the brutal temperatures.  By 5:36, we were done.  And cold.  He walks to the further spots I have, and I do the closer ones.  I placed another two totes this morning at two locations, hoping the cats would use them.  I didn't see many cats this morning, but we could probably count at least 30.  The other 70 I would see on a normal day were hopefully huddled in their cozy shelters until we left.

Busy day for moving kitties yesterday.

ANNIE

Annie went to foster mom Melissa yesterday to learn to trust. Melissa said to me later that its like she fears you will hurt her so she cowers, but when you pick her up, she will knead, snuggle into you, and never want to leave your lap. 

DANNY

Danny went to a former adopter of three of my babies over the years.  I am so grateful to new foster mom Laurie. And no Laurie, you can't adopt a fourth, even though you love him already. He is such a lover boy.  Another true lap cat.  He never stops purring he is so happy!

GREY BOY

Grey.  He came back from foster mom Gaye to stay overnight in my bathroom for a hopeful neuter in the morning.  Boy, does he smell.  He has a VERY STRONG urine smell.  It permeated my house.  Not fun.  I will be OVER CLEANING this weekend.  Shower curtains and all.  Foster mom took these pictures of him. He’s gorgeous.  This morning, he was wrapping himself around my legs as I did my face for the day.  He’s definitely been around the block a few times, and has had to defend himself out on the streets, but I know in time he is going to be someone’s lover boy. 

And just think.
Grey was here outside two mornings ago!

SABRINA

Sabrina.  We were hopeful for a permanent home for her, but it just fell through as the potential adopter’s landlord said no to the cat.  So Sabrina lives on, with her foster mom Kim, until we can find a good home for her.

Cyndy Loo.  She has been adopted.  I don’t know anything yet about the new adopter – this was someone Kristin knows – and am entrusting I will get some more information and an update on how she is doing in her new home.

Charlotte – she is gorgeous, and still waiting for a permanent home.

Jule, Larry (Limpy), Hermie and Parsley are comfortable and safe with foster mom Carol.  We are still evaluating Larry’s leg – this last round cost $152 to figure out what is wrong.  With cage rest, we will see how he does.

I need to pay visits to my foster mom’s and their charges.  I wish they lived closer than the 20-30 miles that some of them are located, and the weather each weekend has been brutal.  I hope they know how much I appreciate them, and how the kitties under their care appreciate them. Fostering saves lives, for sure.

Have a great day.

Katie, Danny and Annie!

11 degrees this a.m.  Brrrrrrr.  Although by the time I was done, and the truck was finally heating up to the point of being too hot, I was starting to remove half my clothes before I got home.  I placed one shelter somewhere, rather than the three I brought, because most of my spots have good shelter.  The cats just need to use them.

Petals, the beautiful white with red spots cat I rescued from Melville yesterday, the one I thought was prego, turned out to be a boy.  The clinic must think I am quite the idiot.  This cat was huge in the middle, and so lovey dovey, like a pregnant cat acts.  I just didn't grab her 'down there.'  Its usually the first thing I do if I see a new cat and its not eartipped.  It's my normal way of greeting them. Like, Hi!  Are you neutered, let me just see....  grab you.... nope, you are not neutered.  Its like the cat then says, oh Hi, nice to meet you!  and what the H are you doing to me!  I don't even know you!  haha.

Petals is now Danny.  He just looks like a Danny boy.  With the red and all.  VERY VERY AFFECTIONATE.  Drug and disease free.  :)  All set to be adopted.  In the meantime, a former adopter Laurie (3 cats!) is going to foster Danny, picking him up today.

Annie, on the other hand, WAS a pregnant juvenile.  No more.  Very early stage.  She is super affectionate once you pick her up, but is a hider until then.  She is just shy.  She will be going to our super duper cat socializer, Melissa's house today.

KATIE GIRL

That leaves Katie.  Katie is the last of the kitties I am fostering in my house.  So let me tell you a little story.

My sister's father-in-law Frank is 94 years old.  He is a completely sound, fit and active man.  His wife died at least 10 years ago?  He adopted a cat from Lollipop maybe a year or two ago?  He fell in love with this kitty, Buddy, and that was that.  A week ago he had brought Buddy into the vet because he wasn't acting right.  They sent Frank home with some pills.  Frank had a hard time pilling the cat, so he then called my mother, who he knew was familiar with cats.  She came over and they both tried to pill Buddy.  They couldn't, so my mother took it upon herself to call Franks vet, mentioning that Frank was 94 and asked if they could maybe keep Buddy for overnight or two to continue with his medicine, and monitor him. They agreed wholeheartedly to help Frank out.

The very next day, the vet himself called Frank to tell him that Buddy wasn't doing so well, and that they believed he had cancer of the rectum, and that his quality of life was not good at this point.  Frank called my mother to ask her if she would go to the vet with Frank to say goodbye.  Well, Frank got there, and held Buddy, and sobbed and sobbed for him.  He was his companion, his cuddle buddy.  The vet explained the procedure, and Frank said he couldn't stay.  But my mother said she would, and she did.

Then this past Sunday, my sister called - Frank was over to her house visiting the family - and asked about Katie (after my mother and sister mentioned her to him).  And guess what.  Katie is going to Frank's house on Friday as his new companion!  I will deliver this sweet mellow cat after work.  Of course it was agreed that I would take Katie back if anything happened to Frank.

So there you have it.  A good story after a sad story.  So, have a great day!

Four Feet in Heaven

Your favorite chair is vacant now,

no eager purrs to greet me, 

no softly padded paws to run

ecstatically to meet me.

No coaxing rubs, no plaintive cry

Will say its time for feeding..

I've put away your bowl

And all the things you won't be needing.

But I will miss you little friend

for I could never measure

the happiness you brought to me.

The comfort and the pleasure.

And since God put you here to share

in earthly joy and sorrow,

I'm sure there'll be a place for you

in Heaven's bright tomorrow!

GREY!

GREY from Central
FROM THIS:

TO THIS! 
RESCUED!!!  

Well, I did it again. I rescued this boy that has drifted from Short Street all summer, to Central Park this winter.  I found him on Short Street this morning and quickly grabbed him.  I was able to rescue him only because of one special lady.  She said, “I can take that gray and white cat through February. I'm currently checking with my cat sitter to see if she would mind caring for him, if he's still here in March when I go on vacation. I'm pretty sure she'll say yes. She's a mush. I will meet you tomorrow, at your house, if you get him. I will take him directly to my vet -- All Cats Care Center -- and have them do the work. I will pay for it. yes, I know it would be early. i will get my fat ass out of bed to meet you at whatever time you say. I just called my vet. If you catch, I will take directly to them. They will do the exam at 9:20 AM I will drop him off directly from your house, and go back for the vet check. Just heard from cat sitter. She's on board.”

Now, this is what  am talking about.  The perfect offer.  This I can handle.  It’s the people, and I won’t mention names, that say, ‘I have 13 but even if I had 20 I would still pick him up and put him in my car.’  Well, it’s not that easy.  Actually, if you would like to come with me tomorrow and snatch the grey boy on Parsells, and Ranger on Central, then come get them, because they have been on my list to rescue for a long time now, and you will need to get them vetted and eventually adopted out.  Or are you going to make your home a 15 cat home.  Whatever.  If I could snatch every one of them I would.  But I am already overloaded with cats.  I am a one man band trying to get all these adult – plus two older kittens – adopted out.  Its really not easy.  Unless you are willing to foster for an undetermined amount of time until that cat gets adopted, then don’t say that.

Yes, its going to be very cold the next few days – way below zero temperatures.  But I have shelters that they will hover in and hopefully ride it out.  What can I do, scoop up the 100 cats that won’t get close to me?  Or the 20 or so semi-feral cats that do get close to me?  There are at least 20 still out there that love me.  But I promise, tomorrow morning, I will be bringing more shelters that my truck will fit to place at a few locations where there might not be enough shelter for all the kitties at a certain spot.  And I pray that the woman on Melville is caring for the cats that I entrusted her to care for.  I left her four shelters with straw, a board and a tarp.  Its hard to let go of cats that you cared for.  

NOEL a/k/a JOE Enjoying Lap Time w/Dad

To leave you on a good note, I got this picture of Noel, who is now named Joe.  He was the most scared of the three older kittens that were going to be TNR'd, but were saved in the nick of time before they were 'R'd' (returned) to the barn that they came from in Walworth.  We didn't think Noel would ever come around, but slowly, and surely, with time, and patience, he is.  Thanks Bob a/k/a Dad for giving JOE your heart!

I am still waiting for an update on Thumper.  Bunny is coming around.  She still finds a hiding spot occasionally, but I got the sweetest picture of her.  And the following update:  "Hi Janine! Sorry I haven't responded we have had a busy weekend bunny is doing great! She ventures out into my bedroom now all the time now just exploring! I think she is very comfortable with me now but still will hide wherever she can. Kitty is still chasing her into her hidey hole where she can't reach her. I've tried sitting on the ground with kitty and playing with her waiting for bunny to come out from her hidey hole but she just doesn't when I hold bunny kitty is nice to her and sniffs her and plays but when I let bunny go she chases right after her."

BUNNY

Keep up the good work Taylor!

Petals, the white with orange kitty is off to the vet today, along with little Annie.  Prayers for them both!  They will hopefully go to foster after that.

MILEY

We found out that Miley is a Bombay cat.    Read about that here.  She is available for adoption!

https://cattime.com/cat-breeds/bombay-cats?fbclid=IwAR3jVoKwVOSyn-dnayORBNg_8wPraHBs1zJwoXZqEP3E9CJ_BiFL3bs5SYM#/slide/1

That's it.  There is so much more, but I need to get to work!  Tomorrow, updates on Limpy now named LARRY, Charlotte, Cyndy Loo (who is being fostered by Kristin and may have been adopted), Jule, Hermie, Parsley, KATIE, Sabrina, and Holly!

Have a great day!

"Water is the softest thing, yet it can penetrate mountains and earth.  This shows clearly the principle of softness overcoming hardness."

CCCCHANGES.....

David Bowie.

ANNIE

Oh man, what a weekend.  2 rescues.  Annie on Friday, and this yet to be named girl this morning.  This is a cat that I believe I saw last spring and she appeared to be a nursing mother.  After grabbing her, and taking her home, I received a lot of advice to released her back to her spot without having her spayed, for fear her babies would die.  She appears to be pregnant at this time.  I saw her yesterday, and just drove away thinking about the two rooms already filled at my house with the recent rescues.  I just couldn’t take another.  But this morning, in 14 degrees, she walked right up to me.  I felt her belly, and can’t be certain, but I said, you are going home with my you little trollop.  No, I didn’t really say that.  I will get her in on standby hopefully tomorrow morning at the clinic.

Friday morning, little Annie ran to us as we were heading back to the truck on Parsells.  I tried to place her in the porch of the vacant house where I had poured food and water and there were shelters inside, but the adult cats that had already started feasting there chased her away.  She then ran toward the truck.  How could I just leave her there.  She appeared to be no older than 7 months or so.  I had no business rescuing this one as there are others on the ‘list’ for rescue, and I already have 8 cats in foster waiting for a home. 

This is one of the little ones on the ‘list’.  I’ve been hoping to grab him for months.  He was at the Short Street location all summer long and then disappeared.  Now, he lives in a plastic tote turned shelter on an open porch of a vacant house on Central Park.  He’s been running to the truck as I pulled up as well.  Oh lord.  We need to help these creatures.  Its OUR – we humans – responsibility to them.  We allowed this to happen.  We must help them.

Another issue I have is Chance.  Chance was near death when he was rescued, was cared for by Saturday Sheryl, and was adopted out to a wonderful family.  Recently, this weekend, Chance had some tummy issues, and was brought to the vet.  They did a microchip scan on him  and found one.  This is upsetting because the initial visit to the vet that morning to get him treated – there was no mention of a chip.  Isn’t that standard procedure?  All this time we didn’t know he was chipped.  And now to have this heartbreak for the adopted family wondering if they are going to lose their cat.  And who was these people that adopted this cat out – from Lollipop.  How did he wind up on Central Park in a blinding snowstorm with the temperatures in the teens?  Very sick no less.  So, I will be having a conversation with the vet that initially treated him, to see what they have to say.

This is all just two days’ worth of my life.  CRAZY.  I need to get to my real job. 

Have a great day.

TGIF!!

ANNIE!  Another rescue!

Good gravy.  I hadn't planned on this.  She came running to the car at 4:15 this morning - at my Parsells Avenue #3 spot.  I tried to put her back on a vacant porch there, where two adults eat and sleep in huts placed inside, but they kicked her out and she came back to the truck. I couldn't leave her there.  I will keep her until I can get her checked out, and spayed.  Then foster and then adopt!

I have two on the top of my list to rescue, and both were out today - Ranger, and another unnamed Grey with White, both on Central Park - and I felt so bad.  Weather is supposed to get rough again. 

I am out of time, but please, have a great day.

"In drifts of sleep I came upon you

Buried to your waist in snow.

You reached your arms out:  I came to

Like water in a dream of thaw."

Gimme Shelter!

Out the door at 3:35 a.m., rain, sleet, or a mixture of it.  Thanks to Joel, I had help again today.  Such a relief to have help.  It takes a strong person to get up out of their warm bed in the early morning hours of the day, drive to my house, and then get in another persons truck to stop at least 20 times and be told to 'do this and do that'.  He is a powerhouse when it comes to the shoveling.  He was able to move mounds that the snow plow had made on the side of the road, all the way to the sidewalk, so that we didn't have to look around for an opening half a mile away from the shelter to start our trek back to the shelter where the cats were waiting for their breakfast.

Some cats that are always there when I pull up were not there.  In fact, the majority of them haven't been seen since Saturday when the storm hit. I don't know where they go.  I pray they are safe and well fed.  Winter is hard on the cats - their little legs getting through the snow, and their bare feet.  But they manage, especially if they have shelter.  That is why its so vital for EVERYONE to place a large shelter on their property and keep it clear for these strays.  Its their only survival.  If you need a shelter, or need to know how to make one, I am here, just ask!

The red cat that is on the cover of my blog was there this morning, and he was soaking wet.  WHY?  Why isn't he going to the back of the lot through the path we created?  Where there is food, and warmth.  It reminds me of when Elsa was rescued.  Her long fur was covered in icicles.  Why?  We need more shelters around the city!  Elsa was rescued where I had shelter recently that was removed.  There were four beautiful huts underneath a tarp to keep cats safe and warm, and they were removed, permanently gone.  I was told it was most likely Spectrum, or some large company that owns that lot where the tower is on Garson.  Boy would I give them a piece of my mind if I ever saw them again.

ELSA ICE COVERED

ELSA TODAY

I ran out of towels today.  Most were in the washing machine from the day before. I wound up getting my good ones to bring along.  I place them on the ground at some stops,  because under the trees where some are fed have two feet of snow.  So I let them stand in comfort for a bit  on the snowy icy sidewalk while they eat and drink.  And then some shelters - the floor boards are lined with a thick towel as well.  Those get wet occasionally so I replace them.   ITS ALL ABOUT COMFORT for these cats!  :)  They have nothing else!   I have had towels donated over the years but sometimes there were too many - and well intentioned people donate large blankets and stuff that I really can't use, so I have donated to clinics and shelters, but now I need them again.  Bath towels, thick. 

Little Newton, who was sick and cost me another $140 for a doctor visit is doing much better and will go back to his new home to join his sister Reese.  Cute little thing, really.

Holly, Katie, Miley, Charlotte, Cyndy Lou, Limpy, Jule, Parsley and Hermie all still need homes.  Lets get them out there!  You can see them on

https://www.adoptapet.com/adoption_rescue/95572-janinethebean-rescue-inc-rochester-new-york

and my website:

http://www.janinethebeanrescue.org/adoptable-cats/

Spread the word!

Have a great day!

RESCUER'S ARE ANGELS

Tail tucked between your legs,

Confusion in your eyes 

I know it's hard to understand

That someone heard your cries.

When loneliness is all you know

And pain is all you feel

And no one can be trusted

And hunger's all too real.

That's the time the Lord sees you

And lets you know He's there

That's when He sends His messengers

The hearts that love and care.

Yes, rescuers are angels

You cannot see their wings

They keep them neatly folded

As they do their caring things.

The medicine to make you well,

Good food to make you strong.

And finally to help you learn

That hugs are never wrong.

The perfect place then must be found

The home where you can live

Secure and safe and happy

With joy to get and give.

When you reach your Forever Home,

Your place to feel whole.

The angels smile and off they go

To save another sole.

LATE Post!

Joel and Kings, plodding and trodding

Click on pic to see closer - shelter in back - boys are working!

This morning was the first morning that the wind and snow weren’t blowing.  But the temperature sure was low.  It made it up to 12 degrees, which is still bitter cold for the animals.  Today though, fingers crossed, the temps will rise to 30, especially if the sun shines, which is predicted for this afternoon.  I was honored to get more help this morning.  Thanks to Joel – shelter builder, author, and HE-MAN, we were able to redig out the snow that had come down after yesterday’s route, and he made the paths a little wider.  Its hard walking on top of all that snow when you are trying walk a tightrope, which is the way it feels walking to the back of these long lots.  I have fallen a total of 5 times now in three days – thank God the snow is soft.  While I sat in the warm truck, he and Kings plodded through all 20 or so stops.  Kings poured the food and water, and Joel shoveled and shuffled.  Thanks Guys, I am just so appreciative.  It’s been very hard to do this myself.  I am waiting for doctor appointment to figure out when to have this surgery, which should only limit me for 2-3 weeks.  At that time, I will need help.  Help which is so hard for me to ask for.  I mean, I got myself into this, but I can’t just let these cats starve.  They still need to be cared for.  Even if someone would take over half the route.  Lots for me to think about.

In the meantime, anyone care to help tomorrow?  Paths already dug!  Easy peasy!  :) 

I received a call from Reese and Newton’s new adoptive parents.  Newton was lethargic, vomiting, crying, and not eating.  We went to pick Newton up yesterday to bring him to Pittsford Animal Hospital.  They treated him with anti nausea medicine, and gave him fluids.    Adopters don’t realize the amount of money rescuers spend on their babies before, AND AFTER, they get them to make sure they are healthy and thriving, ready for adoption.  I kept him overnight, and he ate just a little, but otherwise he seems fine, but he’s quiet.  I’m not sure what to do about him.  Will keep him for the day to see…  eating, using litter box, playing, etc….

A reporter for Channel 13 reached out to me to do a story on the survival of the cats in these winter storms.  We have not connected, but I would be honored to share THEIR story with the world.  Its these homeless babies that need to be seen and recognized.  The City needs to help.  We need shelters in every public lot, not necessarily for feeding, but for shelter from storms!  They are living sentient beings!

That’s it for today.  Again, thanks to Joel for your hard work.  I hope you dried off! 

Have a great day!

"I honestly think it is better to be

a failure at something you love

than to be a success 

at something you hate."

One Foot In Front Of The Other

-3 degrees.  That was the temperature this morning at 3:30 a.m.  With the wind whipping about, it was surely past -10.  We have had a very bad storm blow into Rochester that came from the west – in fact started in the Pacific Ocean last weekend, and it took all this time to arrive in Roch cha cha… It began on Saturday, and just when you thought it couldn’t get any worse than yesterday morning – Sunday – it did.  Overnight Saturday we had close to 16 inches, and then had another at least 5 inches dumped overnight Sunday.  With the winds blowing, the drifts were high.  Top that off with someone with a bad hip, and it was hell. 

Random pic.... but reality

But luckily, an angel came along and helped dig out my shelters both mornings.  This is not to say that others who have tagged along in the past were not as helpful, but this one… this particular girl, just blew me away with her enthusiasm (at 3:30 in the morning!), her determination, and her strength.  She came from the other side of the city in a blizzard on Sunday, and close to a blizzard this morning.  In her little car no less.  AND she got stuck at one point.  She arrived Saturday in a neighbor’s truck – her neighbor happened to be off due to a mandatory halt on semi-truck drivers on the thruway because of the storm, and he just happened to be up and about when she was headed out.  He tagged along behind, and offered his help when he was able.  It was tough not only trudging through snow up to your knees, but even getting in and out of the car in the weather conditions.  I am just so grateful.  My body aches for this extra work it had to do, but it could have been much worse.  So a BIG shout-out to Shelly Jo Stam for going way above and beyond.  Thank you Shelly, I am ever so grateful.  Oh one more thing,  Shelly is a riot!  She had me laughing hysterically!  Thanks for the much needed laughs Shelly.

Now, any volunteers to help me out tomorrow morning?  I sure could use it.

Reese and Newton went to their new home this weekend. I’ve never seen more mellower kittens.  I wish them a long and happy life with their new parents, Carl and Josie!

An update on Chance!  He is slowly being introduced to his canine siblings!  He was a little nervous…  but think about it.  He has come a long way.  From near death, to this!

Have a great day!

Liz - follow up pictures - Syd and Joanie

Thank you to each and all for your donations throughout the holiday season.  What I do each and every day is hard work.  I'm not looking for pity, but it really is hard work.  And its taken its toll on my body.  But I have literally saved thousands of cats when you think about it.  I feed them and keep them strong, I get them vetted to make sure they don't reproduce, and keep them healthy with shots, I build shelters to keep their bodies warm.  I have literally rescued hundreds and hundreds over the many years I have been doing this.  I did this alone for 10 years, and am so appreciative that people are noticing and caring and helping me out in ways that they can.  Thank you, I love you all.

This is a follow up to Liz's donation for the Feed a Cat for Christmas campaign when Liz made a donation on behalf of Syd and Joanie, whom she and her partner adopted.  I neglected to post their pictures that Liz sent to me  :) Too adorable.  Remember, I feed their mom every day of my life at the auto shop on Bay Street, still.  She is finally letting me touch her, briefly.

Liz writes:

"I think about their Mom often and wonder if they would remember her?

These 2 are a trip, they have a blast together. I'm so glad we could adopt both. I cannot imagine how they would have adjusted without each other.

Merry Christmas Janine!!!!!! May 2019 bring amazing things to you!"

The two kitties I rescued yesterday:  Both went to the clinic, both were spayed, given shots, and combo tested.  Charlotte was pregnant - very early stage.  And Cyndy Loo was in heat.  Very good catches if I do say so myself.  No more babies, and these babies themselves will be safe from now on.  Charlotte is a lover girl.  Cyndy Loo is a growler, but she actually climbed up my chest to rub her face into mine this morning.  She just needs to learn that she doesn't have to fight for her food.  I would say she is about 8 or 9 months old?

We have many kitties available now for adoption.  Gotta get some new pics, and see how we go.

Have a great day!

"Don't stress the could haves,

if it should have,

it would have."

FEED A CAT FOR CHRISTMAS............ And Beyond! JANUARY 6th!!! TOD R!

TOD R.!!!  Thank you Tod!  Tod makes this donation by saying "Thank you for what you do for the kitties - and this donation is in memory of Dirac."  Tod, I don't know you, BUT I LIKE YOU!  Thank you for your compassion for the animals in helping Feed the Cats for Christmas, and BEYOND!

I did it again.  I rescued another kitty.  This one, and the one I rescued yesterday run to me each morning when I pull over to feed them in the MEDIAN of Central Park between 4th and 3rd Streets.  I was screamed at by the 'deacon' of the Pentecostal church there on the corner to get the 'vermin' (homeless cats) off his property and for me never to feed them there again.  I could not stop feeding these starving creatures, so since then, I've fed them under this tree.  Well, two are now saved.  There is a storm brewing and these cats will suffer without the food being put there if there is heavy snow and winds.  I had to get them off the street, and thank you to Kristin for taking them in temporarily.  We've named them - both girls - Charlotte and Cyndy Loo.  Both are at the clinic today on standby as I did not have a set appointment.  They will be combo tested, given their shots, and spayed.  Cyndy Loo is a youngster.  I would say 7 or 8 mos.  Charlotte spend the night in my bathroom, and I could see her slowly coming out of her shell during the time I spent with her - enough so that this morning I could turn her over on her back and scratch her belly.  She is a sweetheart.  Cyndy Loo - she may have had to fight on the streets of for food, so she was a bit growley with Charlotte.  I kept petting her and kept her in the cage this morning, due to her impending vet visit.

CHARLOTTE and CINDY LOO BEFORE

CHARLOTTE BEFORE

CHARLOTTE

I took a gazillion photos of Cyndy Loo but only got one really good shot.  She just would not cooperate!

CYNDY LOO
Today's rescue!

It was 15 degrees out there, and I made sure that everyone had warm water and a plate full of dry food with wet food plopped on top.  I made sure the tarps covering their shelters where the food is and the entrance to their little huts inside was secure.  I still need boards.  I am in desperate need of boards.  The bastards that took the SIX Shelters on Garson - the ones that own the property where the large radio tower is behind the bus station - I still can't find who owns that property - also took some precious boards as well.  They could have at least left the stuff on the side of the road for me to pick up.  That would have been a hint.  #@$%$@#%  PS, this is the only identifier on the gate surround this tower on Garson Avenue:  ASR#1283915

Can anyone figure out who owns this?

That's it in a nutshell.  Have a great day.

"You can do anything, but not everything."

FEED A CAT FOR CHRISTMAS............ And Beyond! JANUARY 5th!! CAROL P.!!!!!

Carol!!!  Carol writes:  “This donation is from Parsley, Hermie, Connor, Katie, Jules and Buffy, and many more...  as a thank you for feeding them on the streets and taking them off the streets.  They now know full bellies, warm and dry beds, and the love of a human touch.  They know many more need to be fed and helped every day!”  OK, now I am crying Carol!  Thank you so much for ALL that you have done for them!  And for me….  Carol has always been a rock for cats in desperate need.   I will never be able to repay her for her kindness.  A thousand times over.

First Kiss & 3rd Rescue for 2019:  

So speaking to a friend last night on the phone, who offered to take the desperate hungry kitties that I am feeding in the median on Central Park every morning – namely Kristin – I left the house this morning at 3:40 with nervous anticipation of another rescue.  I finally got to this area (after having done the first half of my rounds which takes me 45 minutes) and as usual, I pulled over to the side of the median and kitty came a runnin'.  I got out of the car, grabbed the carrier in back, and went over to her.  I said ‘are  you going to let me pick you up?’, and so I lifted her, and then I said, ‘are you going to allow me to scruff and rescue you?’, and then I did.  No struggle.  No sign of the smaller little older black kitten that is usually there.  I will try for him tomorrow.  When I got her back to my house, in the bathroom, let her out, she was very nervous, but to calm her I took her in my lap while sitting on the tub, and spoke gently to her, all the while rubbing her head.  She started to calm.  I then gave her a kiss on top of her head.  Was it her first kiss ever?  I knew then she would make someone happy – someone would fall in love with her and adopt her.  

YESTERDAY

TODAY!!!

Don't mind my leg and thigh

WHISKERS! 

I want to reiterate why I rescued this one, and am hoping to get the next.  They do not have a shelter to go into for warmth (or they do a block up, or two blocks down - but either can't find it, or the resident cat of the shelter might be dominant and not let them in), or a meal that is left with them each day.  They are in danger with the weather prediction for this weekend.   I have several cats now - that are not babies - that need homes, so we must move them along to find good homes.  Who would want a kitten when they can have the love of a cat that knows you SAVED them and GAVE them a better life.  That look, there is nothing like it. 

So lets get Sabrina, Limpy, Miley, Parsley, Hermie, Thumper, Katie, Holly, and now this unnamed little girl adopted!

Have a great day!

"Without pain, how could we know joy?"

FEED A CAT FOR CHRISTMAS............ And Beyond! JANUARY 4th!!! JEN R.!!!

JEN R.!!!  Jennifer took up a donation amongst her friends in lieu of receiving birthday presents (which she so rightly deserved!!!) to donate to the Feed a Cat for Christmas.  Thank you JEN!!!  Jen helped me a few years back by taking a few kitties off the street and bringing them to a rescue in Buffalo.  I needed help, Jen had been reading my daily sagas, and made the offer.  After going to her home (was there wine involved Jen?) and meeting her, dropping off kitties, we became what I call instant friends.  Thanks Jen for your thoughtfulness.  And thank your friends as well. 

It was a balmy 27 degrees out this morning.  Not as bad as yesterday (21) and not as bad as the day before that, which was in the low teens.  If I could place a shelter at every corner in Rochester, I would do it.  Those cats need it.  I have three little ones running to me when they hear the truck approaching after my stop on Central between 5^th and 6^th streets.  I drive up to the Pentecostal ‘church’  and feed them in the median.

Latest weather reports is that we could get a large accumulation this Saturday, and that will make it difficult to feed these starving three.  Two little black ones and a gray kitty.  Is it grey, or gray?

There usually are one or two ladies of the night walking around Central Park near Second Street.  They are hoping to score so that they can score.  They know me, and what I am doing.   Obviously, this one didn’t know me…  I parked in front of the mailbox to feed there, opened my door to get out, and the passenger door swung open and this girl loudly said ‘OMG, you scared the sh_t out of me!!!’ and I said ‘well you just scared the sh_t out of me!!!’ wherefore, we both proceeded to laugh.  As she closed the door, I thought, well why’d you open the door anyway you dumb sh_t.  She obviously thought I would be a ‘paying customer’ and was ready to get in.  She did apologize.

I am having a hard time letting go of the Melville spot I’ve been at for so long.  I have been placing food down again on the porch for a few days now.  The neighbor next door has said she is leaving food on her porch, to help me, but without seeing a set up that will keep the cats there in warmth of shelter and safety, its hard for me to just walk away, knowing they are being cared for the way I would.  This woman and I just don’t have that kind of rapport.  I wish we did, but it seems strained because her husband is also not on board. 

I received a call from Thumper’s adoptive parents, to say it just wasn’t working out.  I had originally hoped they would take an older cat, but they wanted to give it a try.  So Thumper will go back to Melissa, to calm him down a bit and socialize him again.   It takes a bit of work and patience, but it can be done.  These kind of older feral kittens need to be sectioned off with lots of attention and holding.   That’s how they begin to trust.  I am praying they will be open to accepting Katie into their home, even though I love Katie to pieces.  But she needs her own home.

That’s it in a nutshell.

Have a great day.