The Little Rat That Could - The Mob

So, little baby Giblet and his big sister Eva have been adopted together.  A very nice man contacted me a few weeks ago and told me his wife follows my blog and they had just lost a cat, and he wanted to surprise his wife with baby Georgie who was the first kitten I found at the Garson location.  Well, unfortunately, I had to tell him that Georgie was already adopted, and at that point, I had rescued Georgie's brother Giblet.  We still had Eva available from the Marilyn, Elvis, and Zsa Zsa gang, and I needed Giblet to go with another kitty that he was familiar with.  So, this man decided that those two would be the ones to adopt, and asked me to surprise his wife.  After planning the details, I showed up Tuesday evening, got Giblet out of the carrier, placed his ribbon around his neck, rang the doorbell, and after being quietly greeted, walked in and surprised his wife!  What a sweet surprise!  After spending a few minutes with his wife, with her holding both Eva and Georgie, I left knowing I was making a family very happy!  

Georgie and Giblet are still too young yet, and this family was going away for holiday until the first of the year, so it works out great.  They will be ready for delivery first of the year.  Many thanks to Foster Tamera for caring for the little ones, as the others were delivered to their new homes the past two weekends.  Tamera also expressed interest in a red tabby that greets me daily on Parsells- one of the ceiling business kitties.  Danielle and Chuck have been helping to feed this spot for years now as well.  Mr. Red Tabby has been there for years.  He is fixed, and just needs a warm loving home.  So, I just need to work out a plan to scoop him up the same morning I can get a vet appointment.

People don't realize, I don't think, the cost of caring for kittens.  The adoption fee is a drop in the bucket.  Kristin and I delivered two very shy kittens this weekend to their new home, Trouble and Midnight.  Midnight was acting strange after we left, like he was having a hard time eliminating in the litterbox.  So, I arranged a vet appointment for him (as its MY responsibility until their surgery when they are fully adopted at that point), he was diagnosed as idiopathic cystitis, and will be monitored.  He was given several medicines, urinalysis testing, etc., and the bill was $203.  And that is nothing.  There have been many times where I have had to bring litters in, and that is costly as well.  Some people poo poo me for not having the cats first or second distemper shots by the time they get them, but I can't afford to do that and keep the cost of the already low adoption fee, low.  So for now, I can only trust my fosters, and then the adopters to keep an eye on these little ones who are so susceptible to so many things as their immune systems are not fully developed.  

Not only are there three regulars waiting for me at the tree where I place food and water down every single morning, and where EVERY SINGLE MORNING the @$#%$#% living in the back apartment next to the CITY LOT removes the plates and water when he rises, there is also a very fat rat.  Now, I am not a fan of rats, but they are living creatures.  They will never go away, even without cat food..  There is litter all over the place in this spot because of renters and people that just don't care to clean up their spaces.  If it were my house, I wouldn't care about something I can't control, but I would definitely not allow them in my house, which is why we have traps, etc.  Anyway, here is Big Jim the rat, with Scarface to the left, and The Enforcer to the right.  This rat is there every morning, and rushes to the food.  No wonder he is so fat. (If you click on pics you can zoom in)

PS, I still have no where to place shelters for these poor souls this winter.  I wish someone could help me find a spot!

I think that is about it.  Speaking of Parsells #1 spot, I did get an update on the kitty I rescued two weeks ago on Parsells with the neck wound:  "His combo test came back negative, the wound is doing great... continuing with Clavamox for another week, and they've started to call him Beefcake.  He's so sweet."  Awesome end of the week news for sure.

Have a great day!

“What you think, you become

What you feel, you attract

What you imagine, you create.”

Buddha

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Let me start out by thanking all of you again for your donations last Tuesday.  What a wonderful difference it will make.  First thing I will do with it is pay the two $500+ vet bills for RCAC and Pittsford Animal Hospital.   I am so grateful to know I can care for the sick and injured animals with your donations.  I don't even care for my own cats like I do for the rescues.  They are fresh from the streets and sometimes have lots of issues.  My own are lazy, warm, fat and happy.  They don't need a thing.  

Last Friday morning, I was feeding on Parsells, and doing my cat calls, when the red injured tabby I'd seen weeks before but not since came running from down the street.  Right to my feet.  Such a SWEET boy.  I quietly and quickly went to get the carrier I had in the truck, and placed it gently on the ground so as not to scare him.  I opened the cage door, and bent down and scooped him up under the belly, and SHOVED him in.  

Once cats see they are going into anything closed in like that, they start freaking out and use their front paws to start the fight.  But I was able to quickly close the door and off we went.  I called a friend and told her I had him.  She had originally told me that if we could get the cat, she would take care of it.  My problem is that I don't have anywhere to keep a cat, nor do I have available fosters.  Everyone wants the kittens, but not the adults.  So after some figuring out of what to do on the friend's end, he was whisked off to another rescue.  Actually a mostly dog rescue, but I am grateful they took him.   I was alerted that he was in this rescue when someone took a screenshot from a Facebook post.  They believe his injuries were from scratching his ear so bad it became infected.  Mites.  Mighty little mites.  Nasty buggers.  The unfortunate thing about when a cat is taken in by another rescue, you don't get updates.  I don't know why, but they don't post anything, and I don't feel its my place to pry.  I am just happy for Mr. Big Red Tabby with the wound.  He is now safe and won't suffer in silence, like so many do on the streets, anymore.  I do know he was unneutered as well, so no more fighting for the big guy either.  Nor baby making!

Long story short, we have the construction kittens now in the care of foster Sheryl.  We must get these kittens socialized quickly or they will be a problem in a few weeks down the road and unadoptable.  If anyone would like to help out, please let me know!  They just need lots of holding, and soothing.  Are they not adorable?  They are the Clinton Avenue cats.  A bunch of construction guys were feeding them, finally trapping them, and Sheryl came to the rescue to take them in.  The workers were in love with them, and thought the welding names of Mig and Tig would suit them.  I guess those are it for now.  I've run out of names I have named so many cats in my lifetime!  The lighter grey kitten is definitely a girl.  I was able to hold her, but Mr. Hissy Pants kept backing out of my reach in the cage she has them in.

Kristin and I made headway in socializing the three black kittens - Leo (who already is in his new home), Midnight and Trouble -- that were being fostered in Geneseo originally.  They were hiding so couldn't be held.  They are now in a small confined space and we FORCE them to be held -- just kidding - they are turning into marshmallows for us.  The more you hold, the sweeter they become!

Tomorrow I go out to feed again.  Its certainly a chore once started, but as soon as I cross over Goodman, I know I am halfway done, and from there it goes fast.   Pics below are from Short Street shelter - new long haired black kitty.   Very friendly.  He joins Mr. Whiskers and Belle and this other unknown white/grey tabby:

And the VERY FRIENDLY homeless cat on Parsells -- Would love to rescue him.  Anyone?

 On my short drive home I am always relieved knowing I feed some very helpless animals.  They have had their breakfast and will then wander off to find warmth and shelter somewhere, if they don't find the ones I've left for them, or the cats on Parsells who have nothing because of the mean spirited people that won't let me leave a shelter there. 

 

Fuzzy Wuzzy/Giblet and Eva are the last of the kittens to be adopted.   What a great foster I have in my new foster Tamera!  Thank you Tamera!

That's all I have for now.

Have a great day!

Giving Thanks

(After typing below, I realized that I had already told the story of Giblet (aka Fuzzy Wuzzy) in my last post  - oh well.)

Well, its been a week.  Or a week and a half?  So the Monday after I was able to rescue little Georgie from behind the shed on Garson – or property owner was able to grab him and give him to me – I continued to hear tiny cries coming from this dilapidated garage/shed that morning.  My heart sank.  I again texted Jeff at 5 am. and asked him to please go investigate.  After I didn’t hear anything, and before I had to begin work at 8, I went back there when it was light and lifted the garage door up and made my way through the debris.  I could hear the faint cry of a very tiny kitten, and then I couldn’t.  I stood there waiting, nothing.  I left with a very heavy heart.  Hours later, Jeff called and said he had him.  I drove over and grabbed the skinny little thing.  Thanking my lucky stars that I heard the cries at just the right time.  He wouldn’t have made it if it were much longer. I figured both he and Georgie were about not quite 4 weeks old.  Babies. 

Fast forward, after trying and trying to get ‘Giblet’ to use the litter box, I realized, as I had with Georgie, he needed to have a ‘mentor.’  So off he went to Foster Tamera’s house where the big kids were, and sure enough, he began to use the litter box.  AND he has learned to play!  Kittens really don’t know what to do without observing other kittens/cats.  They really do learn from each other.  When I get adopters wanting to adopt a kitten and there is no other animal in the house, I am very cautious to do that.  Can you imagine the loneliness when the adopter leaves the house for that animal?  There are a trillion reasons why its important to have a buddy system when you adopt a lone cat or kitten.  A trillion.

Today is Giving Tuesday --- ROC The Day.  Prior to working for United Way, I participated in this fundraising day and it sure helped me with the financial costs of feeding and vet costs.  But it’s a conflict of interest, and I was told I could not participate as long as I am working for UW.  So, I got creative and started a fundraiser on Facebook and I am so, SO grateful to those that have contributed to this.  There is a DONATE button on this page you are reading, if you would like to donate.  I want to list the names here, and not only are they contributors to the fundraiser today, but have done so this past month, some of them for the Feed a Cat for Christmas campaign and some contribute on a monthly basis - I will continue to list names if more donations come in.  Thank you!

Kim B.

Carol O.

Mary C.

Laurie C.

Andrea C.

Bill G.

Linda VG

Patty M.

Carrie PI

Valerie V.

Donna H.

Shannon C.

Sue HH

Karen P.

Randy R.

Elaine E.

Estelle G.

JoEllen S.

Debbie A.

Karin WB

Lynn AS

Sue C.

Betty W.

Diane W.

Sandy W.

Judy P.

Kathleen N.

Ann H.

Heather D.

Deborah S.

Rosemarie E.

Courtney K.

Baerbel P.

Den & Bev W.

David S.

Susan H.

Mary R.

Gregg R.

Mark R.

Mary Ellen F.

Jean H.

Mary Beth S.

Marie H.

Anne G.

Yuliya Z.

Jim Gaither

Barb P.

Maureen S.

Maura H. (her mom)

Tracy C.

Benita S.

Milton H.

Patricia VW

Deborah C.

• What your donations go to (these are averages):

• Cost of bag of 16 lb. dry food (I go through 70lbs per day) - $10
• Cost of box of wet food 32 each (I go through 30 cans per day) - 15
• Cost of spay/neuter with shots (1 cat) - $100
• Vet Bill from Pittsford Hospital (per month) - $250+ (depends on how many sick cats I bring in)
• Vet Bill from RCAC (per month) $1000

I've had to whittle down the feedings to every other day.  They go a day in between with no food.  This year, since January, I have rescued 75 cats and kittens from the streets.  I look forward to the day where there are no more homeless pets.  Thank you for your kindness and generosity!

Have a Great day!

“The best portion of a good man’s life;

His little, nameless

Unremembered acts of kindness and love.”

 

 

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I wanted to give you all an update.  Guess what, we have a new kitten!  Yes, thank God we were able to get this little guy from the dilapidated garage I was fumbling around in yesterday morning looking for him.  The property owner, after I had dropped off a trap and some food, called about an hour later and said, we got him!  I drove over and picked up this very emaciated – but you would never know it due to the FUR – The fluffiest I’ve ever seen! -  kitten that barely looks even 4 weeks old.   I brought him home, had to give him KMR through a dropper, and eventually mixed in some kitten pate, and some kitten chow in separate bowl.  Sometimes you have stick their little faces in the food so that they lick and realize…  hmmm…  this is good stuff!  He was very hungry, poor thing.  Tomorrow will be a week since I rescued his brother, who was not as malnourished like his brother.  With this one too – Fuzzy Wuzzy (for now) – I am struggling for him to learn the litter box.  I even tried stimulating him with a warm wet washcloth (to simulate a mother cleaning their bottoms for them when they are young), but nothing.  Don’t know if he has done anything since yesterday morning!  I am so grateful to Jeff for his natural ease in getting these kittens out – this was in a wall in the garage.  I pray there are no others.  We will still keep our ears open, and Jeff will keep his eyes open.  I just can't believe, if I hadn't heard his soft meowing, he would have been a goner...  💔

 No sign of injured Red Tabby on Parsells.  Waiting to grab him when I do and turn him over to my friend Lori who will care for him after that.

First snow of the season this morning.  I looked out the window and was very surprised to see the snow. But it wasn’t bad. Never bad for humans.  It’s the animals that its bad for.  Especially if they have no shelter, like the cats on Parsells, due to the bastard that removed the ones I placed on the city lot next door to where he lives. 

Have a great day!

Baby No. 2

Last Wednesday morning as I was at Garson feeding spot, I heard tiny ‘mews’ coming from the dilapidated garage that butts up to the shelters.  They were strong and fast.  I couldn’t get inside, although never realized until today that the other half of it is completely open to the elements with no walls or roof.  I got back into my vehicle and texted Jeff, the property owner, apologized that it was 5 am., but that there was a kitten in the garage and can he do what he can to get it.  I went on my way.  Later that day, Jeff called and said he had the most adorable kitten in his hands, and to come and get it.  

Fast forward, ‘Georgie’ is 4 weeks old and the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.  I asked Jeff to please take a look around to see if there are more.  He reported no.  Saturday morning, I heard tiny meows again.  5 am.  Text Jeff.  This time, today, its Monday, and still cannot get the kitten.  I drove over early this am. to bring Jeff a can of mackerel – even though kittens that young can’t smell like older cats can – and a kitten trap.  I then went to investigate myself after hearing meowing this morning.  A very faint, far off sound.  I figured out how to get into the garage, and boy, is it dangerous, so much debris.  But I finagled my way around listening to the sound, stopping, listening, and got close to where I was hearing the sound at the back of the garage, almost abutting the garage behind it, and it stopped.  I stood there for many minutes, calling, listening, silence.  My heart sank.  If anyone would like to go there today with me to see if we can find the kitten, please let me know.  That poor baby.

An excellent trapper in the city heard about the big red friendly tabby with the neck wound, after seeing the picture I posted two weeks ago, and offered – if I can get it – to take it to have it treated.  I’ve only seen it three times now in weeks.  I successfully treated it with Clavamox pill in its food the first time, but not the second. 

Finally, I work for a large non-profit (one year last month) and was advised that due to conflict, I cannot participate in the ROC The Day that runs for one day, tomorrow.  I have not had a fundraiser in many years and my funds are dwindling to feed, medically treat and rescue these homeless cats of Rochester.  I ask from the bottom of my heart to donate as much as you are comfortable with.  You can donate via the donate button on this blog, or on my website. 💓💓💓

Myself, and the poor babies on the streets thank you.

(tomorrow, updates and pics of the kittens we have that need adoption!)

Have a great day!

More Kittens........................................................................

 

Lately, and actually for a long while now, I’ve been being referred to by veterinary offices and rescue groups as a group that might be able to help out people that call the offices of these places for help with a cat situation.  Now, I know what I’ve done over the years, and am quite proud of the number of cats and kittens I’ve rescued from the streets, not to mention have had spayed and neutered and returned to the streets, unfortunately, and that number totals over 1000 in the past 15 years I’ve been doing this.  I average 80-100 cats per year rescue.  And I could not have done it without fosters.  Man, let me see if I can remember them….  Unfortunately there haven’t been many…. There was Estelle, Sue, Jennifer, Kristin, her mom Sue, Sheryl…… If I've missed anyone please speak up!  Currently I have a woman named Ellen who also works with Hearthside Cats that has taken in some kittens Kristin found, along with a feral mother – and another wonderful person that reached out to me to find out what fostering entails, and after explanation, she said “I’m in!”  Tamera has taken four kittens that were found in the Garson Avenue area.  (this was another referral to me from Carols Ferals!).  I just named them today:  Elvis, Zsa Zsa, Eva and Marilyn.  There is a theme going there, get it?  I named the kittens that Ellen has today also:  Leo, Trouble and Midnight.  They were all black cats that I have owned over the years.  Hey, sometimes you have to reuse names!

Here are some new kittens in my rescue.  Thanks to Ellen and Tamera for fostering.

 

But back to my point above.  I can’t do it all.  I had a woman recently ask me for help placing 18 of her cats.  Good GOD!  Seriously?  I want to say this.  If you don’t have a plan for your cats if something happens to you, or suddenly you realize that you have too many cats – ? --  Then don’t get them in the first place!  And for the man who calls and says his mother-in-law passed and his wife is allergic and the M-I-L’s cats are in the basement and he has to get rid of them…  Those POOR cats!!!  I have NO sympathy for the allergic daughter of that woman that had a mother that loved her cats.  NONE.  Did you ever think to have a conversation with your elderly parent about who will take the cat if something happens before they actually adopt a cat?  We need to make plans people, and if you don’t have one, don’t get any more or get a cat in the first place.  I, or, others would be happy to bring a cat or kitten  over to visit for your enjoyment.  Otherwise, just hope you outlive your cats.  So, to wrap that up, please don’t give out my name to help…  most times I just can’t do anything but give out advise like, learn to live with the allergies, take medicine, take pictures of your cats and put them up on Facebook.  Instagram.  You never know who might be looking at that poor animal that is being discarded and want it.

 I think that’s about it.  I have just started treating a big tom Red Tabby on Parsells for a very nasty wound.  I brought some Doxycline tablets with me this am. and put it in a chunk of wet food, which he ate.  I figure if I do this for a bit, it might start to treat that infected gouge on his neck.  Pretty sad.  Nice boy, comes right up.  I first saw – or rather heard him – when he was face to face with another cat around there with the eerie sounds they make when they are about to fight.  I immediately flew out of the car and placed some food down to distract them.  It worked.  

Sometimes I post graphic pics --- this is one of them.  Sorry if anyone is offended, but this is reality.  This is what I see when you are all snuggly in your bed.

Hopefully he will be around each day and I can try to treat him.  If there were someone that wanted to foster him -- treatment would be made at a vet, but until then, this is all I can do.

The good news...  he will be healed soon if he keeps showing up!

Have a great day!  

The Cat in the Hat (Box)

 

These days are dismal.  Its getting colder and there are so many cats out there that are worth rescuing – the cats come running to me, and follow me back to my car.  They are good cats, but I need fosters.  They will be adopted, for sure, there are wonderful people out there looking for an older cat to cuddle with.  I am down to one person to help out in the mornings carrying the food and water, maybe two if I am lucky and she can spare a morning, not including Sheryl who helps me on the weekends.  That, and I am getting a lot of requests from people to help out with cats in their yard, kittens born outside, etc.  And to top that off, it’s the veterinary offices that are referring these people to me.  There is even a kitten now at one of my shelters on Ferndale.  Its feral but still a baby.  And I am just ignoring the situation.  And I just cannot help.  I am overwhelmed doing this.  I can offer advice or traps, but I can’t help.  I am also down to zero fosters.  My one and only kitten foster needs a break - she has been doing it on and off for years. 

Not to mention, for now, I do have someone that has taken over four of my spots, but I am supplying the food still for that.  I am going every other day, as I have requested she do, but my cat food is costing me $80 on average for each morning I go out.  And I have to order this other girl’s food every two weeks and that is another $150.  This is a ton of money.  I have not had a fundraiser in years.  Everyone is busy these days to help.  Not to mention, the company I work for – is a conflict of interest so I can’t participate in the ROC the Day on November 30^th of this year.  I was lucky enough to make on average $1,000 each year I participated in that.  That helped.  So, funds are dwindling and I don’t know how much more I can go on helping these animals.  It’s a sad world we live in.  Thank God for vodka and wine. 😊

I’ve always been cheerful and optimistic, at least I am the first four hours of my day, but then the calls come in, the requests are made --- HELP ME!  I try, that’s all I can do.

Please consider fostering.  You will be saving the life of an animal, literally.

Now for some happy stuff.  I guess its this stuff that keeps me going.  I love it when my adopters send me updates on the kittens they adopt.  I meant to share this last week, for Halloween.  Take a look at the cuteness here.  My former foster kittens, Dewey and Audi who were adopted together, enjoying life!

I have so many new pictures to share, next time.

Have a great day!

Thursday

 A former adopter sent me the following pics to share with everyone.  This is Claus, who was a polydactl cat that my foster Sue took in.  He was the cutest little kitten, and has turned into a very cute older kitten!  Thanks Steve for adopting Claus!  

The adult tux on 7th and Central that I was able to rescue maybe three weeks ago has been adopted by the woman that wanted to pay for her vetting, and then turn over to another foster, wound up being adopted before he could even go to foster care.  The woman that wanted to vet adopted him!  I called him Gabi, because he was so vocal each time I pulled up to him on Central to feed him on the porch of this vacant house there.  I am sure 'Debbie' has renamed him, as most adopters do.  He is a lucky little boy.  No more struggling on the streets for you Gabi.  

I am getting tons of updates from two batches of kittens I've last rescued, and I need to upload their pics and I will post them.  Just the cutest little things.  Costly and destructive to start with, but they turn the corner when adopted.  People just don't realize the cost of getting them to the point of adoption, and how time consuming it is, not to mention the price you pay.  Especially when you have SEVEN at once!

We now need to get the mommy of the last seven kittens adopted.  Felicity.  She is the sweetest little female.  Petite, and loving and follows you around like a dog.  In fact, she also is compatible with dogs, thanks to Foster Mom Sue who has Rose, loud barking dog whenever I step foot in her house.  :)  But Rose is very sweet and I am sure if I were there enough, she would come to love and trust me.  :)

Huey the kitten is still available.  His brothers Dewey and Louie went to their new homes, but poor baby Huey has not had anyone asking about him.  Lets get him adopted!  He is tinier than he looks in this picture!  Thanks to Sheryl for fostering him!

The cats I feed under a tree on Parsells, due to the very nasty man that lives in the back apartment of this house that tore up my shelter that I tried to build on the city lot in back of it, I found a dead black one, one of the ones that I was feeding.  It was just laying under the tree.  If I didn't notice its face that looked like it got hit, I would have sworn the man poisoned it.  In fact I have not seen the sweet red tabby in weeks either.  I am keeping my eye on this situation, but in the meantime, I must find a kind person in that vicinity that I can place some shelters and a feeding station for when the weather turns bad.  I've met someone recently that lives in the next block down, but too far down to coax the cats to go there.  In fact this morning, as I got in my car to leave after placing food under the tree (that is removed and thrown away after the nasty man gets up in the morning), I saw a fat rat waddle its way over and sat there WITH the cats and eat the food.  

Have a great day!

Tuesday Trials

 

Its been a while.  Life is busy.  A week ago this past Saturday, I was able to rescue ‘Gabi’, the black and white kitty that ‘gabs’ a lot, each time I pulled up to this boarded up house on Central and 7^th.  He was due for rescue.  Just a sweet boy, and come to find out already neutered.  I was only able to make this happen thanks to a woman named Deb, who offered to come get him, keep him, and get him to the vet sometime that week.  It was also due to the fact that Kristin offered up her mom to foster after the vet visit.  Deb would be delivering Gabi and Kristin would bring him to Sue’s house.  He was brought to the vet last Friday, clean bill of health, and is up for adoption to the right person.  He is a very sweet cat.

Yesterday I picked up the SEVEN kittens from Sue’s house to bring for a check up and deworming at the vet.  Sue asked me to keep them after that, and I agreed, reluctantly.  I am so sick of kittens, as adorable as they are, they are so much work.  And Sue --- I don’t know how she has done it over the years for me.  She is a true angel on this earth.  I completely understand her ‘kitten burnout’.  They are messy little things, and I am not much for messes.  But thankfully, they are all adopted, and will be going to their new homes.  Sheryl will have one left out of the three she has fostered for me, one going to its new home tomorrow, the other was delivered last week to its new home.  Hopefully he will not be too lonely without his siblings, and gets adopted quickly.  They are all totally adorable and in all honesty, I am enjoying them (knowing they won't be with me next week!)  Pics above of some of them.

This is mom Felicity, that is also up for adoption.  She is the SWEETEST!

I am not sure if I mentioned this, but there is a man on Parsells, who lives in Lisa’s old apartment (remember Crazy Lisa?), who keeps throwing away the food I leave under the tree next door to the CITY LOT near the curb for the 8+ cats that have been left ‘double homeless’ due to the people a few houses down that placed their huts to the curb for trash a month or two prior.  When we went to rebuild the huts on the CITY OWNED property, the man trashed them, and put the huts down a few houses down for trash day on Wednesday, which I spotted and was able to take before the trash collectors came along.  Let’s call the #@$@% “sneaky Pete’.  JERK.  Luckily the weather has been mild enough that I am not too worried about the cats yet, but I must find an alternative.   I just can’t understand how mean people can be when it comes to animals suffering right under their nose.  Not even leave a bowl of water.  I am grateful I’ve had a large supply thanks to donations years ago, of paper plates and bowls.  The guy even put a note on the tree weeks ago, not to feed the cats.  I’ll be damned before I allow a cat to starve.  So they get to eat between 5 am., when I leave the food, until the $@%@#$ wakes up, goes out and throws it all away.  Mean Mean Mean.  Just let him confront me some morning.  I have every right to feed them on this CITY OWNED property.

I need adult fosters!  You will never know gratitude once you foster an adult cat, and see them change from scrawny and frightened, to a sleek and loving cat.  Try it!  All you need is a room, and patience and love.

Have a great day!