Funny. Sunday Sheryl, who has been loyally driving to my house each Sunday at 4:15 am. to ride along with me for over a year now, was perusing through this blog I've been writing since 2008! wrote me the following yesterday:
December
of 2011 you posted the following “ad." I
didn’t know anything about you then. The Good Lord revealed you to me when I
was able to be of some help, but not before :)
“Part-Time
position open. Duties include one hour + a day, 365 days a year, must be
morning person, must have valid driver's license.
You
will be expected to work in many different environments including potentially
dangerous and strenuous situations. Have
a love for dangerous situations in high risk criminal areas.
Benefits
include: Nothing. No insurance, no pay, but occasional pats on the
back will be most rewarding to you.
You
will be expected to perform remote visual inspections in the field for a
variety of clients including but not limited to cats, raccoons,
opossums and occasional dogs. Must love animals!
I
have had a total of three people offer to help me within the past year and
half, to give me a break, but that never happened.”
I am lucky to have found Sheryl. She gets out and does the dirty work I ask her to. Thank you Sheryl! A Godsend for sure! So happy you answered my ad! :)
Miss B's two cats were fixed yesterday at the clinic. I had them overnight in my bathroom. The cutest kitties, I swear, but I didn't even get their names from Miss B, so I named them Batman and Robin. I needed to give them a name for the clinic, so that is what I chose. Now I need to get the mother cat across the street from her fixed, and figure out what to do with the five kittens she just had once they are weaned.
There is a pure white cat on Niagara Street, who had three white and one black kittens, and I suspect is pregnant again. The kittens are still running around, although I've only seen one white kitten lately. The momma is finally letting me pet her, and she purred as I scratched her chin this morning. Someone has expressed interest in her, but my dilemma is that it will take her away from her babies, who I figure are about 10-12 weeks old now. Could she be pregnant already?
The five babies on 7th Street are running around like crazy now. I found three huddled in the shelter when I pulled the board down to get the bowls. They are about 5-6 weeks old now. I need help.
Laura is at it again, helping me. God bless that woman. She has been faithfully trying to get the kitty with the hernia whose life is being literally sucked right out by this. Maryleigh was spotted at 4:15 this morning. Can you believe it? Does the woman sleep? At least she hasn't bothered lately. I think she knows something is brewing and she better not stir the pot right now. Not sure what her motive is. I am still waiting for Humane Society to do something. I forgot to call them yesterday to tell them that in the dense heat we've had, you can smell death on the next street over from her area.
That's it in a nutshell. It was a fine mist out there this morning, and much cooler. The girls were on their corners, waiting for their tricks. I was wondering where these women lived. HOW they lived. I just can't imagine that kind of life. Thank God for my mother giving me such a wonderful upbringing. Thank God I was born into the kind of family where I didn't have to suffer the poverty so many others have had to grow up with. Regardless, I still live in fear every day of losing my job - I live paycheck to paycheck because of the life I've chosen - to feed all these animals, to care for them, to get them spayed and neutered. I don't have much, but I have enough.
I did a count this morning. The number of cats that were waiting for me. These are the ones that I can see, waiting for me to pour the food and leave. 69. That's a lot of cats.
Have a good day.
I am an Animal Rescuer
My job is to assist God’s creatures. I was born with the need to fulfill their needs. I take in new family members without plan, thought or selection.
I have bought dog or cat food with my last dime. I have patted a mangy head with a bare hand. I have hugged someone vicious and afraid.
I have fallen in love a thousand times and I have cried into the fur of a lifeless body. I have Animal Friends and friends who have animal friends.I don’t often use the word “pet.”
I notice those lost at the road side and my heart aches. I will hand raise a field mouse and make friends with a vulture. I know of no creature unworthy of my time.
I want to live forever if there aren’t animals in Heaven, but I believe there are. Why would God make something so perfect and leave it behind? We may be master of the animals, but the animals have mastered themselves– something people still haven’t learned.
War and Abuse makes me hurt for the world, but a rescue that makes the news gives me hope for mankind. We are a quiet but determined army, and making a difference every day. There is nothing more necessary than warming an orphan, nothing more rewarding than saving a life; No higher recognition than watching them thrive. There is no greater joy than seeing a baby play who only days ago, was too weak to eat. I am an Animal Rescuer, My work is never done, My home is never quiet. My wallet is always empty, but my heart is always full In the game of life, we have already won.
Miss B's two cats were fixed yesterday at the clinic. I had them overnight in my bathroom. The cutest kitties, I swear, but I didn't even get their names from Miss B, so I named them Batman and Robin. I needed to give them a name for the clinic, so that is what I chose. Now I need to get the mother cat across the street from her fixed, and figure out what to do with the five kittens she just had once they are weaned.
There is a pure white cat on Niagara Street, who had three white and one black kittens, and I suspect is pregnant again. The kittens are still running around, although I've only seen one white kitten lately. The momma is finally letting me pet her, and she purred as I scratched her chin this morning. Someone has expressed interest in her, but my dilemma is that it will take her away from her babies, who I figure are about 10-12 weeks old now. Could she be pregnant already?
The five babies on 7th Street are running around like crazy now. I found three huddled in the shelter when I pulled the board down to get the bowls. They are about 5-6 weeks old now. I need help.
Laura is at it again, helping me. God bless that woman. She has been faithfully trying to get the kitty with the hernia whose life is being literally sucked right out by this. Maryleigh was spotted at 4:15 this morning. Can you believe it? Does the woman sleep? At least she hasn't bothered lately. I think she knows something is brewing and she better not stir the pot right now. Not sure what her motive is. I am still waiting for Humane Society to do something. I forgot to call them yesterday to tell them that in the dense heat we've had, you can smell death on the next street over from her area.
That's it in a nutshell. It was a fine mist out there this morning, and much cooler. The girls were on their corners, waiting for their tricks. I was wondering where these women lived. HOW they lived. I just can't imagine that kind of life. Thank God for my mother giving me such a wonderful upbringing. Thank God I was born into the kind of family where I didn't have to suffer the poverty so many others have had to grow up with. Regardless, I still live in fear every day of losing my job - I live paycheck to paycheck because of the life I've chosen - to feed all these animals, to care for them, to get them spayed and neutered. I don't have much, but I have enough.
I did a count this morning. The number of cats that were waiting for me. These are the ones that I can see, waiting for me to pour the food and leave. 69. That's a lot of cats.
Have a good day.
I am an Animal Rescuer
My job is to assist God’s creatures. I was born with the need to fulfill their needs. I take in new family members without plan, thought or selection.
I have bought dog or cat food with my last dime. I have patted a mangy head with a bare hand. I have hugged someone vicious and afraid.
I have fallen in love a thousand times and I have cried into the fur of a lifeless body. I have Animal Friends and friends who have animal friends.I don’t often use the word “pet.”
I notice those lost at the road side and my heart aches. I will hand raise a field mouse and make friends with a vulture. I know of no creature unworthy of my time.
I want to live forever if there aren’t animals in Heaven, but I believe there are. Why would God make something so perfect and leave it behind? We may be master of the animals, but the animals have mastered themselves– something people still haven’t learned.
War and Abuse makes me hurt for the world, but a rescue that makes the news gives me hope for mankind. We are a quiet but determined army, and making a difference every day. There is nothing more necessary than warming an orphan, nothing more rewarding than saving a life; No higher recognition than watching them thrive. There is no greater joy than seeing a baby play who only days ago, was too weak to eat. I am an Animal Rescuer, My work is never done, My home is never quiet. My wallet is always empty, but my heart is always full In the game of life, we have already won.
What is the name of the street where this crazy beeotch has buried cats?
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