So that was Friday. On Saturday morning, I brought Mr. Spencer
over to his hopefully new home. He went
from sweet little boy to terrified. I
left him heavy hearted, but knew, with time, that things would be better. Her only other cat was also not a happy
camper. I received a frantic message from
the adopter saying she couldn’t find him and worried he got out… (I replied HOW could he get out??? – I don’t
ever leave my own house (or others with animals) without closing door tight
behind me, they LOVE to escape!~) I knew in my heart he was just hiding because
he was scared. These cats can find their
way into things you would never think to look.
I then received the last message same evening saying she finally spotted
him. Thank God. I am waiting now for her to give me an update
since yesterday. Adopter was hesitant
which is why this isn’t an adoption… yet.
Praying it turns into one! J
I have been setting a trap for
the fifth kitten on Seventh Street the past two mornings, and no luck. Saturday morning I did, and when we finally
went back after finishing up to check, he wasn’t in there, but over in the
corner. I set again Sunday, and then
again this morning, and no luck. This kitten
would be Jace and Lucy’s brother or sister.
I don’t know what I would do with it once I got it, but I feel it could
be tamed still, at this point. I just
pray its fate didn’t turn out like the other two that were viciously killed by
another animal, most likely a raccoon.
Speaking of kittens, my heart sank as I pulled up to Parsells spot where
I feed at least 10-15 cats daily with NO shelter on the porch of the house
where workers trashed my stuff in early spring, and saw two teeny tiny babies
on the front lawn of the house next door.
Teeny babies. Of course they ran
when I walked up. I will be setting the
traps there tomorrow. Of course I only
have two kitten traps, I need three.
That means I need one more.
Anyone have a kitten trap?
Finally, my neighbor from hell
next door to me kept me awake all night Saturday with another party. By Sunday at 3 am., I went out after
witnessing one of the girls playing beer pong run to my property just five feet
away and vomit. I opened window and said
‘scott, did she just puke?’ – he said yes, and I told him to hose it down. He did, drunkenly, and then hosed my window
too. After I saw that I was more enraged
and went out to confront him. Him and
his big tough friends. School boys
really. Anyways, I remember him mocking
me about cats – but don’t exactly remember what he said – but he knows I do
rescue. In hindsight, I wish I had said,
yes, Scott, I feed homeless cats – I am making a difference in this world. What do you do Scott??? Go have another beer. A lot more was said that I can’t repeat, but
trust me, we are not good neighbors, nor will ever be. He did reply to my question as to when he was
moving, and he said ‘soon’ and ‘ I will be selling to even worse guys than me.’. uh huh.
Night Scott. JERK.
"When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire KIND people."
I applaud what you do but you should NEVER adopt a cat or kitten out to strangers. I know your time, energy, and money are very limited because of all you do, but do you really want one of your charges to be used for dog-fighting bait or snake food or even worse? Yes, there is worse. Perhaps a friend could screen potential owners--the adopters need to have sufficient income to care properly for the kitty as well as have a stable living situation. Adoption is for life--not a whim. I know you are up to your neck and close to drowning with cats, but if you are going to do this, then expediency is not the answer. Please believe that I am not trying to be mean--it is just that I have seen so many well-meant things go so very wrong when someone gets a cat. Also, upper levels of education and a high income do not necessarily mean a good outcome for adoption. The things that I have seen happen are sickening and heartbreaking. Just trying to spare you that...and I know that you really are between a rock and a hard place.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like Mr. Spencer was not put in a small room with his food and litter box for at least a week to get acclimated, or he would not be lost in the house, terrified, potentially escaped as she feared. Why are these people not listening to you or are you not emphasizing for them to have a room prepared BEFORE you bring the cat or kitten over? If they dont have a room ready, I dont leave until they do, the cat is moved in, and try to stay a little while until they get settled in and come out to say hi if at all possible. Why dont you try that?
ReplyDeleteCarole
You had a great excerpt with directions on how to bring a new cat into your home, and how to introduce properly to the resident cat, in your blog a week or two ago I remember. Why not print that out and give to every new adopter??!
ReplyDeleteSO glad Sparky is doing fine and your mind is at ease and I hope she is paying for the neuters. But at least now your fears are gone.
I'm not sure why the woman who adopted Sparky would have wanted him. Obviously she has limited funds if he's not neutered by now or the other cat that she adopted. How is she going to afford shots for both of them or to pay for medical care if something happens. I'm not condemning her I'm just wondering how she plans to care for these animals financially.
ReplyDeleteIf it's not one thing, it's another! Those neighbors of yours are the pits.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you were able to see Sparky and make sure he's doing all right. Hope and pray that everything works out with Spencer. I wish people would listen to you when you tell them to keep the cat confined at first. It would save a lot of trouble...
It is easy to say Janine should never adopt to strangers- but anyone wuickly runs out of friends and family. Word of mouth has brought in a remarkable amount of adoptions thru this blog, but even that is limited. Everyone who does adoptions has had some bad experiences- regardless of how carefully you screen people, do vet checks, etc. You can only do the best that you can do.
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