Tuesday, September 13, 2016

TNR Tuesday



I set a trap on Parsells this morning and BLAMO!  Gotcha little one. 

Petie from Parsells
I set a trap next to the auto repair shop for the momma, and when I finished rounds and went back, still nothing.  She was there for sure, but she is smart.  I left the trap hoping that she will be hungry enough to go in there before I go to work.  Nothing.

Melville Street, between Culver Road and Webster Avenue, has been a source of contention for a while now.  There are no vacant lots, and this one vacant house - the neighbor next door has been complaining to the city apparently – so I just found out.  Almost daily.  Same chick I had a confrontation with weeks ago.  We had the one confrontation but she then took it to the next level.  I am now being asked to stop by someone in the city.   I haven’t yet been asked, but I heard I will be.  I have been thinking about this – and still undecided.  It’s a hard decision to make.



If I could write a note to this woman, it would say something like:

"I want you to know that for now, I will not be feeding cats here.  And let me tell you that it was not YOU that stopped me.  When it comes to animal in need, NO ONE will stop me from helping that animal.  Not you, or by you hounding people in the city government on a regular basis to try to stop me.  I see very few cats now here on Melville.  I have rescued at least 10 in the past year/two years here on this street.  It began when your neighbor, prior to you moving into your rental next door, left a few years back and left his four cats to fend for themselves on the streets.  Cats were multiplying.  I stepped in after knowing about all these cats and began to trap them and get them spayed and neutered here - with my own money!  Cats were everywhere.  I see barely a few now.  I remember you shouting that I was bringing more cats to the area- and raccoons.  When I am gone, good luck.  Sister, the raccoons will always be here.  Its ignorance like yours that plagues this community.  And by the way, sad that your child will grow up with your beliefs about animals.  That's what keeps ignorance going.  Uneducated and mercilessness people like you teaching your children your beliefs."

So, that is where I am at today.  The window of the Catmobile now won’t close.  Its always something.  I am beside myself with worry about money.  As usual.  I hope that in this lifetime for me, I get one period of time that I have no fear of debt.  That might be the day I die, but …  hey, you never know.


Have a great day!



Monday, September 12, 2016

Happy Monday!

For anyone who doesn’t know what I do or where I do it, here’s the scoop.

Nearly 20 years ago, I drove to the public market in the wee hours of the morning – I hate crowds, and I am an early riser regardless! – and when I was driving home, my headlights shined on an empty lot – Bay Street and First Street to be exact - with several pairs of eyes illuminating in the dark.  I knew they were cats, as I had seen several around by now.  I drove home, got some food, placed it, went back the next day, placed some more, and there you go.  Hook, line and sinker.  I was hooked.  On feeding cats.  Next thing you know, I had brought some little houses for these cats to take shelter in, with winter looming around the corner. 


Today, I feed nearly 100 cats – I can count at least 70 each day, those are the non-ferals.  The ferals are hiding around the corner waiting for me to leave because of their fear of humans.  The non-ferals are the cats that have been abandoned, discarded, neglected.  Neglect from non-spay or neuter.  You can always tell when there is a cat around that is not neutered or spayed.  The males are fighting, and the females are howling being in heat. 



I go through 30-40 pounds of dry food each day, and three jugs of water.  I also go through at least 44 cans of wet cat food EACH day.  Cats need this.  Especially the cats living on the streets.  In the wild, cats get most of their moisture from the animals they hunt and kill, but unless they are hunting mice and eating them on a regular basis, they rely on me for all their food and water. An exclusive dry food diet just won't do it, because they don’t get a sufficient amount of water from the dry.  Plus, it plumps up their body fat which they need to get survive our brutal winters.

I spay and neuter two cats per week from spring through the beginning of winter (if it’s a decent fall).  I rescue those that I can.



I adopted out Lucy and Jace this weekend to two sweet college girls (yes, they are very responsible!) and I look forward to getting updates and pictures of the kittens as they grow and begin to develop a relationship with them.  Jules is also going to his new home this coming weekend, after his new mom and brother came over to meet him.  I am praying (with fingers crossed) that they will adopt Jinx with him, because they are bonded, and I don’t want Jinx to be alone.  He’s been part of a foursome for a long time now.  Jinx was the last of the litter to be rescued from Seventh Street, prior to his sibs Lucy and Jace.  Jules came from Central and Fifth, trapped with his mom.

Speaking of trapping and kittens, I finally spotted a kitten next to the auto repair place on Bay on Sunday morning.  I set two kitten traps this morning, but no luck.  My heart aches for this.  Yes, if anyone is able to help me with this project, I welcome it.  I also need to get momma spayed so tomorrow I may set a trap there as well for her.  Its TNR Tuesday tomorrow, I have two spots at the clinic, $60 each. 

My wish list:  paper bowls (not Styrofoam), brown tarps, someone to come over and cut some large boards up so that I can transport them to build new shelters.



I also want to add that the fundraiser on October 1st will not be doing gift baskets, but I would love donations of $25 max of gift cards, wine, wine glasses, plants, jewelry, ANYTHING that you personally would like to win for a raffle.  I could really use help with donations like that.  I am also looking for a band, if we can find one.  Otherwise, we will still have music – perhaps a jazz band!  Either way, it will be one great party of food, music, booze, and soft drinks of course. 

That’s it for today.  Off to work! 


Have a great day!

"In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit."

Friday, September 9, 2016

Miracles DO Happen!



I can walk!!!

What a relief it was to get out of bed this morning and be able to apply pressure to my left leg.  I was able to walk without 1st) crawling, 2nd) hobbling, and 3rd) crutches.  Then came the wheelchair!  Boy did I feel old.  I got two cortisone shots yesterday by the Orthopedic GOD Dr. Edward (Ted) Tanner at RGH.  One in each old knee.  Seemed to work.  Maybe it wasn't a torn meniscus, or maybe it was an aggravated one.  Either way, I feel reborn.

Thanks to Sheryl and Kings again for doing an entire weeks worth of waking at 3, and going out into the darkness in the hood to feed over 100 very hungry cats.  I missed my trapping day, and they haven't seen the kittens on Bay, but other than that, nothing changed.

I can't wait to see the babies out there tomorrow.  I will be very careful - going very slow.  I don't want this good thing to come to a stop.  I must now be careful of every move, every step I make.  I never want to experience this again.

So, by Monday, you will get a full account of what is happening out there in the Beechwood section of Rochester, and all the little babies that some of you support with your donations of food and money.  I honestly can't do it without you.  There have been too many weeks in my life that I fork over $180 to Sam Walmart to feed these cats.  There still are.

Fingers crossed, I have two wonderful people coming over to meet the four kittens on my porch tomorrow.  Peaches is being cared and loved by my friend Susan.  He still needs a lot of recoup from being on the streets for so long.  She believes he was loved at one point, because of how sweet he is, but he has been trying to survive for so long out there.  I am so glad I got him.  Cookie is Cookie, and Baylee is Baylee.  I am also working on Spencer's potential adopter at one point, to take him back when she returns from vacation, to give him her heart and home forever.  He is doing much better too.

Please check out the tab at the top of this post.  Its the Meow and Chow FUNRaiser flier created by the talented Kristin, and added to this blog by the talented Carrie.

Check out this link to my new PETFINDERS page, where I will be featuring future rescues ready for adoption!  I need to add some bios for some of the older guys pics, but all in all, ADORABLE! Thanks Melissa!

https://fpm.petfinder.com/petlist/petlist.cgi?shelter=NY1339&style=7&title=Janine%20the%20Bean%20Rescue

So all in all, its a good day.  I hope yours is too!  Spread the word!  xo

"My body sometimes feels
sore, but it works.
I don't sleep well most
nights, but I do wake up
to fight another day.
My wallet is not full
but my stomach is.
I don't have all the
things I ever wanted
but I do have everything
I will ever need.
I'm thankful because
although my life is by
no means perfect, 
it's my life
and I'm happy."



Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Up On Cripple Creek


Day 4.   I have not been able to get out and feed the cats I feed every day. Wonder if they know its not me putting food down.  Silly, I know, but its something I think about.

I try not to think about the day when I really cannot do it anymore.  Only when someone mentions it do I think about it.   Someone did recently, and its something I will have to face when the day comes.  Will I have a successor?  Doubt it.  If I had a million dollars, I might.  I could pay someone to do it daily for me.  Several people.  But as this person pointed out, there will never be an end.  And I reacted that I agree, but as long as I am able, I will continue to try to make their lives more comfortable, and rescue as many as I can.  These cats I feed, most of them, belonged to someone once.  They were either discarded, or lost, but they all crave human love, and safety.  I’ve rescued hundreds of them and made sure that that was just what they got, and there are still so many more out there that still need these basic necessities.

I also want to clarify, I’ve never found a more honest to goodness mechanic than I have with Johnny from Sid and Johnnys Auto Repair.  He did save me money by not charging me a second labor fee, which he could have.  I got lucky because he married a girl I went to school with and her name happens to be Janine.   He even started to soften to the kittens that were/are living next to his garage.  Thinking he might want one. 

I can’t thank Sheryl and Kings enough.  What would I do without them.  I have peace of mind, and I would pay a million dollars for that.  Sheryl gives me the report when she is finished on who she saw and what she did.  She has not seen the kittens the past few days though, so that has me worried. 




On a good note, Spencer is doing great.  He went back to the doctor on Friday and his jaundice is almost all cleared up.  The Baytril seems to have helped what the doc suspects was a type of hepatitis.  He stays on it for another week and a half and then we will just monitor it.  But he gained a pound, and is really the sweetest cat I have in the house.  (don’t tell the others!)  I am hoping the girl who had him, when she returns from a two-week vacation, might take him back.  So that I can rescue another.



Peaches is with my friend Sue, who is fostering him while he is on the mend, and he is another sweetheart.   How come my last FIVE rescues have been blondes?



Two potential adopters for the kittens have disappeared.  One had a loss in her family and decided she was not ready, and the other, I never heard from.  Starting to worry, but will continue to try to get them adopted.  Sweetest little things in the world.  If worse came to worse, I will keep them!  Then I really will be a crazy cat lady.

Think I will try that cortisone injection sooner rather than later.  I can't live like this.  I am not good at not being able to do for myself.


Have a nice day.


Before you Speak...
THINK
T - is it true?
H - is it helpful?
I - is it inspiring?
N - is it necessary?
K - is it kind?


Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Out of Commission

Hey everyone!  I was stepping out of my car on Saturday and all of the sudden – BLAM!  My leg gave way to excruciating pain.   Fast forward to today, after being seen by the Chief of Ortho at RGH, I most likely have a torn meniscus and with ice and elevation, it should get better on its own.  If it doesn’t, then I will try a shot of cortisone, if that doesn’t help, surgery.  The cats you ask?  Great big thanks to Sheryl and Kings for doing the kitty route for me.  God only knows what I would do if I had no one.  I don’t know how long they can do this for so I am praying that each day my leg feels better.

Today was TNR Tuesday, but obviously, I could not do it myself.  I had the expert drop trapper Laura attempt to get the momma cat and her kittens on Bay Street at the auto repair shop (where I picked up my Catmobile last Thursday to the tune of $823 – and so far so good!) but she only saw the momma cat, and no kittens.  So nothing trapped by me today.  What a waste.  There are so many cats out there that need spay/neuter.  The kittens, no where to be seen. 

This injury – not being able to walk, is my worst nightmare.  I pray that it heals quickly and I am back on both feet again. 


Have a nice day.

PS, kittens Lucy, Jace, Jinx and Jules are still waiting for their forever home!

Newest rescue Peaches is healing nicely, and could really use a great home too!.  Please spread the word!  

Thursday, September 1, 2016

TGIT!

Don't forget the Meow & Chow Funraiser on October 1st!  12-5pm at the Creekside Inn!  

Yes, today is my Friday of a work week.  Hurray!  I have four days off from work!  I do not, however, have four days off from getting up at 2:45 am, leaving the house at 4 am to feed a hundred or so cats in the Beechwood section of Rochester.  Public Market area.  I go in the dark so that people don't see me, to trash the food or shelters, or hurt the cats, and I go in the morning because most people are sleeping at that time.  At night, that's a different story altogether.  Its safest in the morning.

TOP:  Jace and Lucy
BOTTOM:  Jinx and Jules

PEACHES!

When I finally get home an hour and a half later (in the summer months), I have to clean out the large yogurt sized containers - six of them - did you know that the 5 oz. cans of wet food - the large yogurt containers can hold six of those cans.  I fill up six yogurt containers.  That's 36 cans right there, and then I go through at least 12 more cans by the time the route is done.  I also fill up my 4 two-gallon bags with 30 pounds of dry food.  Usually Kit-n-kaboodle.   Cheapest, and they like it.  Plus it allows me coupons if I collect enough of the weight circles on the sides of the bags.  So I have to refill the dry and wet for the next day.  Every day.  Every single day.

I make 14 stops, although this summer, I’ve been veering off course a bit and stopping at a few other spots.  I see a cat on the side of the road, I know that most likely, the bowl of food and water I place will be their only meal that day.  So I do it.  This morning, my heart sank as I saw two baby kittens playing on the side of the road on Central Avenue between First and Second streets.  I think about how its just ME trying to care for – i.e. spay/neuter, feed, shelter – ALL of these cats!  I had just left the garage – where my vehicle STILL is – to put food down for the mom and her kittens.  The shelter I had left there two mornings ago – an old cooler someone turned into a shelter with a cut out too close to the ground – the blanket inside was soaked.  The rain came down so hard yesterday, it must have been spewing into the shelter, so the baby kittens could not take cover or sleep there over night.  I poured out the excess water and placed dry towels inside for today, but will bring a better shelter tomorrow.  UNTIL I can rescue these baby kittens.  Time is not on my side because each day they get a little more feral – they are eating the food I place, so they can leave their mom, I just need help trapping.  Lets not forget the two kittens on Parsells I have not seen since I had their mom (I think it was their mom) spayed two weeks ago.  I have not had a problem with the young man that lives next door either.  No one has touched the food, nor the shelters on the vacant house’s porch next door.  I did buy them a bag of oranges thinking I would leave those along with a note that cats don’t like citrus smell and for them to put the peels in their garden, but I didn’t want to upset the apple cart by reminding them I was still doing what I was doing next door.  Feeding 10+cats.

I become so dismayed.  My Jeep is now at the $700-$800 mark.  AND he is giving me a break on the 2+ hours he will need to take apart the front again so that he can replace a cooling fan.  So now it’s the radiator, thermostat, and cooling fan.  Lets hope that does the trick today.  I need the Cat Mobile back.  I think about this money, and all the cat food it could buy.  All the spay and neuters it could buy.

Jace and Lucy, Jules and Jinx are still waiting for their forever homes.  Peaches is still in my bathroom recovering from his surgery and meds, and I am socializing him enough to go to a foster home.  From there, we will get him adopted.  He is such a sweet boy, but still a bit hesitant.  He has spent years on the streets and needs to trust again.

Please spread the word, please consider foster and adoption, and if you are able, I could really use help in trapping kittens. 


Have a great day!


Once I was a lonely cat,
just looking for a home.
I had no place to go,
no one to call my own.
I wandered up and down the streets,
in rain in heat and snow.
I ate what ever I could find,
I was always on the go.
My skin would itch, my feet were sore,
my body ached with pain.
And no one stopped to give a pat,
or gently say my name.
I never saw a loving glance,
I was always on the run.
For people thought that hurting me
was really lots of fun.



Then one day I heard a voice
so gentle, kind and sweet,
And arms so soft reached down to me
and took me off my feet.
"No one again will hurt you,"
was whispered in my ear.
"You'll have a home to call your own
where you will know no fear."
"You will be dry, you will be warm,
you'll have enough to eat,"
"and rest assured that when you sleep,
your dreams will all be sweet."
I was afraid I must admit,
I've lived so long in fear.
I can't remember when I let
a human come so near.
And as she tended to my wounds,
and bathed and brushed my fur.



She told me about the rescue group
and what it meant to her.
She said, "We are a circle,
a line that never ends."
"And in the center there is you
protected by new friends."
"And all around you are
the ones that check the pounds,
and those that share their home
after you've been found."
"And all the other folk
are searching near and far."
"To find the perfect home for you,
where you can be a star."
She said, "There is a family,
that's waiting patiently,
and pretty soon we'll find them,
just you wait and see."
"And then they'll join our circle
they'll help to make it grow,
so there'll be room for more like you,
who have no place to go."



I waited very patiently,
the days they came and went.
Today's the day I thought,
my family will be sent.
Then just when I began to think
it wasn't meant to be,
there were people standing there
just gazing down at me.
I knew them in a heart beat,
I could tell they felt it too.
They said, "We have been waiting
for a special cat like you."
Now every night I say a prayer
to all the gods that be.
"Thank you for the life I live
and all you've given me.
But most of all protect the cats
in the pound and on the street.
And send a Rescue Person
to lift them off their feet."

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Another Rescue

Besides the update on rescuing Peaches yesterday, who really needed to be rescued, I am keeping this short and sweet.  Well, maybe not sweet.

Its raining out.  It started mid-way through my route this morning.  A light rain, but nevertheless wet.  My mind drifted back to the few bowls I left here and there on the side of the road when I saw a cat on my first half.  The food would be soaked by now.  Poor things.  The tiny kittens are still on Bay Street, amongst the tires.   I need help. They need help.  Someone with a bit of time and patience.  I have a foster for them already.  The four kittens I currently have being fostered I am hoping will be shown this weekend for possible adoption.  Fingers crossed!

Peaches This Morning
Peaches had a wound under his chin, on his chest, that needed two stitches.  His skin is scabby due to fleas.  (although I don't seen any now - they treat that at the clinic).  He used the litter box but it was a mess maybe due to the toxins in his body releasing from the meds he was put on.  After I 'caught' him on Pennsylvania Avenue and placed him in the carrier yesterday, he was brought to the clinic for neutering.  He tested negative for leukemia but positive for FIV, which means nothing.  It means something if you live outside because you can pick up any germ out there and get very sick, but nothing if you are a nice kitty and live in a nice, warm, clean house.  They say FIV kitties are more susceptible to disease, etc. but I have at five of my own FIV kitties living here with me, and they are as healthy as horses, and have been.  They are old and fat and living the life.  I have a girl to foster Peaches, and I am looking forward to getting to know him better when his skin clears, his fur is fluffy and clean and beautiful, and he feels better.  He doesn't feel so good this morning, but loves the little scratches I am giving him.  Its so rewarding to see them a week or two later when they are thriving from being rescued off the streets.  I have hundreds of adopters that can attest to that.

My Jeep, the Catmobile, has some major issues.  The radiator exploded at the shop it was at.  So new radiator, thermostat, labor - $500, and we don't even know if that is the culprit of the symptoms its been showing the past summer.  I wish I had a million dollars so I could pay off my house, my debts, get a new vehicle.  All my troubles - well, those troubles, would be resolved.  There are many more but I have to take those day by day.

Sorry, I'm a dreamer.  (Isn't there a Beatles song?)

Have a good day.

"Every day may
not be good,
but there is
something good
in Every day."