It was a wild weather weekend here in Rochester. Snow, temps in the teens with wind chills in
the single digits, then rising up 30 degrees to the 40s the next day, and then dipping
back down to the teens the same day. It seems the snow has not let up and will never again. It's so depressing. I just know it's not easy on these cats. Especially the sick ones, which I know are
out there. There is now a cat, a young
red boy, very sweet, hanging out at Syd and Jonny’s on Bay Street. Today was day two that I saw him. He was inside the shelter this morning – 16 degrees
out – can’t blame him. He is very
pretty. I need to get him off the
street. He’s just a teenager. Anybody want to foster?
Pinky and Boots are doing great, and are in separate foster
care. I still have to get a good pic of
Pinky – the only close up was when he was in the carrier after I rescued him on
Friday. Boots finally came out of his
scared shell and has shown his true colors. He loves belly rubs, cabernet and
long talks in front of the fire. Ha ha. He really does love belly rubs. I went to
visit him on Saturday. I just love him but must get his nails clipped. Anybody want to help?
I saw Chappy this morning also. He is a block further than ‘his home’ which
is under a porch next to a storefront on Grand Avenue and Chamberlain. He is now on Garson, and disoriented, I am
sure. I am feeding on the side of the porch of a family that is allowing me to,
for at least the winter months. They are
the family that wanted me to leave Fluffy, the cat that was so pregnant she
delivered inside the trap that we used to get her the very same morning. She is now Foster Mom Estelle’s kitty,
another foster failure. She delivered
six beautiful babies, that have all been adopted as well. They obviously have some compassion for the
four or so cats I see here and feed underneath a cardboard board that someone
made for me. (Either Kim or Gary and
June). I had one shelter there also but
now placed another this morning. It's
very obvious from the road, but the board and shelter have remained – except for
the windstorm we had last week. I found
the shelter across the neighboring yard.
I lost the cardboard board that had been there.
Have a great day!
"Happiness is a place between too much
and too little."
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