Jeff

There is not much good to report.  There was a death, a burial, and a wedding… ha ha ha.  Just kidding.

I kid around when there are serious stuff going on.  Its always good to be ….  Well not so serious.  As it is, we could all have our last day today.  Sorry to sound morbid.  So there is a gentleman named Jeff who lived on Garson Ave who allowed me to place shelters in the back of the vacant lot next to his property, on the side of a dilapidated garage.  Jeff was a little unusual, but kind.  He is the one that rescued the last two kittens from a family on Miller Street that couldn’t bring them indoors even though it was zero degrees.  That was Jessie and Serena, who are going to their new home, and thanks to Tamera who fostered them.  Before that, I had asked Jeff to check around as I heard a second kitten crying – little Giblet, whose brother Georgie was rescued two weeks earlier.  Jeff rescued little Giblet and handed him over to me.  They are adopted as well.  But through the years, I hated to pick up the phone when I knew it was Jeff calling because he always had kittens he had found, being an electrician around the city, and I always knew he was going to ask me to take them in.  So I wouldn’t pick up, he would leave a message, and I would feel guilt and call him back.  Throughout the years, he would find things – little trinkets of cats, near to new scratching posts…  things he thought I would like.  I would usually place them in the trash before trying to find them another home.

Little did I know he would pass away three weeks ago today.  He had a sweet roommate Renee who found him slumped against the door in his bedroom.  He either had a massive heart attack or a massive stroke.  I still don’t know.  The other sad part is they could find no family, and no will, and the woman that lived with him will be going to a shelter at the end of this month, as she has nothing either.  And the state will take over the property.  This also means that I may lose my shelters there.

We believe there is a pregnant cat there too, mother of Georgie and Giblet, and so many others.  I have asked for help in trapping her, and praying we get her Monday, after this storm has cleared.

My helper Esther also rounded up all the dead kitties we found in the shelters this winter, and brought them to her friend’s place in the country to bury them when we had a slight thaw last week.  I am so grateful to her that I didn’t have to do that.

The wedding…  I wasn’t  kidding.  Had to go to a family wedding two weekends ago, and it was a b$%@$ because I am having serious issues with my lower back.  Still.  Three weeks three days now.  I have been to every doctor.  Nothing.  Oh well, life still goes on, I hope.

Oh there IS good news...  besides Serena and Jessie being adopted, the other two kittens that Sheryl has been fostering forever, got adopted!  I am so happy.  Now we just need to get Bello  (above) into a good home!  He is very lonely and needs love and attention.  Thanks to Cloe for fostering him

Have a great day!