I’ll tell ya what. I hate
the rain. I do I do I do. And the humidity. Good Lord.
For those without A/C, its got to be hard. I would rather have it snow, believe it or
not. The rain messes with my hair, gets
my feet and clothes wet, and I just plain can’t stand it. Not only for me, but the cat food I place
under a few trees around town – its soaked by now. I also pull over nearly every morning for a
cat that I see dart out from somewhere, in between my regular stops. I place a paper bowl down for food, and one
for water. I shake it so they can hear
it might be food for them, as they are running away. You never know if it’s the only meal they
will eat that day.
Tuesday morning, as I went about returning the cats I
trapped on Monday, I had a kitten run to me on Garson. This is the same place where Beyonce gets
fed. The little stop I make before the
big Garson Avenue colony I care for each day.
The spot just before where I rescued Patches, Junebug, JP and KC. This kitten, I guess I am calling him little
Buddy, just ran right up and hungrily gobbled the food I had placed under the
board there so it wouldn’t get wet. Poor
little thing. I have no idea where he
came from, but he is very cute, and not any older than 4 months old. Have to get him to a vet to get him checked,
but otherwise he does look OK!
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| BUDDY |
It was hard to return the cats I trapped on Monday back to the streets. The sweet grey and white boy actually tried to go back in the trap after I lifted the door for him to exit it. My heart broke. There are so many sweet adult cats out there that just want to be loved.
I sit here now and think about the call I received last
night from Paul, begging for some help for his roof. He has holes in his roof and even though people
WANT to help him, he has not received a new roof. He has applied for several, year after
year. He asked me for legal help to get
the city to provide him a grant to get a roof.
This man retired from the sheriff’s office years ago – apparently detailed
the police cars - and is considered a
senior citizen. This is a man who
allowed me, for many years, to place a shelter in his back yard, and feed and
house cats. He is a very kind man with a
dilapidated house and garage, and he has had roof issues for many years. His house is considered a double, even though
there is no second apartment, nor was there ever. For some reason, the city will not provide a
grant to anyone who owns a house considered a double. I don’t know why, but I do know he needs help
and I can’t help him. I don’t know where
to turn. I would like to start a
gofundme page, but I don’t even know how to start or what to say. If anyone can help, please let me know.
Here are some picture of two kittens I adopted out this past weekend, Jamie and Jack, in their new forever homes!
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| Jamie |
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| Jack |
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