UPDATE to TODAY'S POST!

So, this may be the creep that has been taking my shelters at this house on Parsells.  Has anyone heard of him?

http://www.ripoffreport.com/r/Douglas-Shanley-Jr/Springwater-New-York-14560/Douglas-Shanley-Jr-Douglas-Stanley-Jesse-James-Construction-Five-Brothers-Construction-1041691

TGIF!!!!!!!!!!!

I need to be on this.

Seriously.  Its been a short./long week.  Short because my company is leaving this morning, long because of work projects.  I love to be busy at work, and I sure have been.  Keeps me from thinking.  Once again though, I have a ton to do/catch up on this weekend, so it will be another busy one.

I got to my third spot this morning, the second location I feed at on Parsells Avenue, and lo and behold, the @#$@##@$ took the two shelters I had placed there after they took the last bunch.  This is where Parsley was recently rescued, and where little Scooter and Bruno, and several others, are still hanging around starving, waiting for me each morning so that they can eat.  I need to rescue Scooter immediately. He is a young grey tabby, sweeter than pie.   There was a piece of paper taped to the front window of the place with 'FIVE BROTHERS' property maintenance or something or other, it was dark and hard to read.  I left a not so friendly note to those boys before I left.

Thanks for all the suggestions for Parsley and his boredom in his new home.  I will be contacting Eddie this weekend to see if he has made any alterations to his apartment for kitty, and also if he has spoken to his landlord about a second cat.

I didn't see the comments until this morning about the gated kitties, and throwing the food underneath.  I will do that tomorrow.  Its been windy out so I can't tell if that @#$@# is throwing the food out that I am placing under the tree or not - the paper plates will blow away if the food is eaten from them - with this wind we've been having.  He'd better not be touching the plates.

The kittens are totally adorable.  They are now potty trained, or at least Arnie is, and maybe Charlie although he might be thinking its a big sandbox.   I mixed up a slurry of wet kitten food and KMR (kitten milk replacement) but only Arnie seemed interested in that, not Charlie.  Arnie is the runt, for sure.  He is much smaller than his brother, but both are still very very tiny.  Just too adorable.  I have them now in my bathroom upstairs so they can wobble around.  They are still a bit wobbly on their feet, but they can run too! TOTALLY adorable.

Thats it for today folks.  Gotta get to work!  I leave you with some pics of some of my rescues:

My Daisy

Trixie

Alice

Benson

Billy

Cammy

Baby Cloe

Franci

Violet

Violet, Barney and OMG, I can't remember!

Violet

Noodles

Nora

Patches

Rummy

POLLY

Have a great day!

GROAN

Malaana and Peppercorn!

Can you stand this cuteness?  Above is Peppercorn, the only surviving kitten that my niece Amy's cat had.  PC is being fostered by Keller's Kats, who had a foster on hand to bottle feed the little guy.  He is chowing down regular food now, and is ready to come back to his 'auntie' Janine this Saturday.  THEN WE NEED TO FIND HIM A HOME!  :)  He is pictured with a little puppy who was also taken in by this rescue group.  Her name is Malaana and she is two weeks old.  She is a Husky, and she was born with a cleft palate and all four legs deformed.  She is being tube fed.  She was rescued through the Mia Foundation.  Isn't it wonderful that we have people on this earth that care for animals such as this?  Makes my heart burst.

And if your cuteness overload is already full on, get a load of this!

George is quite interested!

Hello Charlie (Chaplin!)

Can you stand how cute these legs are???

So the story:  I have mentioned how a man in Arizona had found my number (?) and reached out to ask for help. His mother lived in the city, and he had moved her out to the burbs, but she didn't want to leave the ferals she was feeding, and also knew there was a cat in the basement, so she was going back to feed each day, but the son didn't want her to continue.  Regardless, they suspected all the cats to be pregnant.  Habitat for Cats was contacted first and TNR'd quite a few outside, but a friend of mine also heard about this and wanted to try to trap the kitty in the house.  She went over and found five baby kittens!  She took (wild) mom and all her babies to her house and they've all been in a crate since, babies nursing.  Two weren't getting the same attention at the nipples as the others, so my friend asked for help, and I said 'bring em over!'

Now I am not good with newborns.  Not even kittens period.  I love them, don't get me wrong, but the GUILT I feel at not being with them.  Because they must be enclosed, they are too little, to run with the general population (my other cats).  And I feel like they are bored.  So I feel constant guilt.  Other than that, I love the adorableness of kittens.  Who doesn't???

They've been getting the bottle since I've had them yesterday, but it was suggested I try a slurry of wet food and KMR, to get them eating solids, so that I will do!  They might be big enough, and from what I understand, their three other sibs are eating momma's wet food too!

So, now we have the task of eventually getting these - all five - kittens homes.  So now we have Hermie, Esmeralda, Momma Kitty (yet to be named - and I must get a picture!), and her five kittens that all need homes.  Pictures to come, I promise!

Spread the good word.

Have a great day!

“Some of you say, “Joy is greater than sorrow,” and others say, 

“Nay, sorrow is the greater.”

But I say unto you, they are inseparable.

Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.” 

― Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

Hump Day!

The 'crapsack' (love that term whoever said it!  :)) was not out the past two mornings.  I have been sliding the plates under the fence and going over to do the other side where there ARE decent shelters, but they won't come over, and giving the cats a chance to eat without having to scale the fence - and for the two that I don't think can climb it at all.   I then go and remove them and place them under the tree where I am 'supposed' to.  This, in my opinion, is animal cruelty - but its legal.  For that man to NOT allow these cats the only food provided to them (by me), that 'live' behind the fence at this gated apartment complex in the CRACK of a WALL.  I find it incomprehensible that this can be legal.  If anyone can do anything, or can look into this, its the Susan B. Anthony apartments on Niagara and First Streets between Central Park and Bay Street.  Who owns it, who is the property manager?  Who is this vile person that is a resident there?

Louvain a/k/a Lolly

My friend Lollie, who has been visiting from Australia for the past week has gone out with me three mornings in a row.  I swear, sometimes I feel self-conscious about what I do.  What do people think of me doing this?  It really does LOOK crazy!  But then I think - this is what I call dedication and commitment - what I do.  Who else has that kind of determination to do something 7 days a week, 365 days a year, not one day off since April 2014.  I am sure there are plenty who have dedication and commitment to something, actually there are other colony caregivers - we ARE dedicated people.  You want someone reliable?  Thats me.  You want someone who will look after you if you are down and out?  Thats me!  I feel I am true friend, through and through.  I am loyal to the end.  I hope I don't sound like I am bragging about myself, but really, I amaze myself sometimes.  I have to be proud of that, no matter what I look like to others.  I am not saying Lollie thinks I am crazy - I am just thinking there are many other people that probably do think me nuts, but so what.  What are THEY good at?  Right?  ha.  By the way, Lollie is a natural.  I told her she missed her calling.  Who knows, maybe she will go back home and start to feed ferals around her area.  :)  If anything, she will notice things she probably didn't before.  Stray, homeless, feral, there are problems with cats all over the globe.  Spay and neuter!  Thats the ticket!

I got a report on Parsley from his new 'dad'.  They are getting along well.  The guy, Eddie, works a lot of hours though, so I am concerned about that.  I mentioned to him - wouldn't it be nice to get ANOTHER cat - as a companion for Parsley.  He actually liked the idea, and said he would ask his landlord.  In the meantime, I asked him to leave a radio on while he is gone (he works full time 7 days a week).  :(  Any other suggestions I can give him?

The Smudgster!  :)

Finally, new pictures of Smudge - the kitty I rescued from Melville a year ago.  She is adored by her new family, I couldn't be any happier!~  :)

Have a GREAT day!  PS, lets get Hermie and Esmeralda adopted now!!!

"Enduring and forgiving are two different things.  You must not forgive the cruelty of this world.  It's our duty as human beings to be angry at injustice.  But we must also endure it.  Because someone must sever this chain of hatred." 

Tuesday

SO MUCH going on!  To start with, Parsley.  Ciara managed to get him into the carrier, he was delivered Friday, spent the night in the bathroom CRYING because he hates to be cooped up and alone!  He was delivered to his new home Saturday morning, and I do believe it is a great match, although I have not heard from the man in two days.  I get very nervous with new adoptions, I need to know how things are progressing.  So, I will track the man down somehow today.

The other story.  The man that reached out to me from Arizona because his mother was feeding ferals at her old house in the city and had a cat in the basement with suspected pregnancy, Ciara offered to help.  I was told things were taken care of there by a rescue group, but Ciara didn't get the message on time, and contacted the old woman, and was let in the house, only to discover not only the cat still in the basement, but her five newborns!  Well, not newborns, apparently they are walking and have their eyes open.  So thumbs up to my friend for going the extra mile there.  And to the others that offered their help.  Apparently, I've been told, that the ferals outside have all been fixed.  So mama and kittens are with my friend now.

NIAGARA STREET CATS

Niagara Street - I had a dreadful morning Sunday when I went to the Niagara Street location.  I had a nasty encounter with a resident there.  If you will recall, I had an encounter with the same man months ago who claimed he was 'security' there.  Well, he lied.  He just lives there.  And apparently has nothing better to do at 5 am. but to wait for me and come and throw the food I leave under the fence for that cats that are enclosed there.  Yes, I believe there are two that cannot squeeze under the fence, nor climb it.  He told me not to do it, I told him I would never stop feeding a hungry cat, and then we got into it.  I did tell him I wouldn't put the food under but that I would put it under the tree, beyond the sidewalk, on city property.  He said he would just throw it away after I left.  That's the first time I said I was going to call the police.  At one point, I said something and he said now its personal.  I said what - are you going to hit me?   He started to open the gate and I called 911.  The operator asked what does the man look like (they could hear his raised voice), I said tall, black and loud.  I wish I had said tall, black, loud and well fed.  The loud conversation began when he started to talk over what I was saying.  Not hearing a word.  Within minutes two police officers arrived.  I told one of them my side, he told the other his.  The outcome was that I said I would not place the food under the fence (it is private property) and he would not touch what I leave under the tree.

I had told the officer that it was me and other rescuers who have reduced the population of this spot from 20+ cats living behind the fence, to seven or so now.  I told him that I couldn't move these cats across the street, or relocate them, as he asked, because you just can't do that so easily, and that the cats just wouldn't cross the street to the nice shelter I have there, they just won't do it.  I also told him that most can't climb that fence to begin with.  I told him those animals, that live in the crack of two buildings, were starving and I was their only source of food (along with another girl who goes there every other day).   He then went over to the guy and I could hear this jerk say "I love animals", "They eat out of the dumpsters", I said out loud, 'oh sure, and they are stuffed by the time they are done each day, sure, you LOVE animals, don'tcha.'  To me, this is pure animal cruelty, but legal cruelty.  He has been dumping the two paper plates of food that are left there. These animals are starving.  SOMETHING must be done.  I've noticed the past two days, most can climb or go under the fence (scraping their bodies to do this) to get to this food, but there are at least two that can't. These cats are starving.  SOMETHING must be done.  I have very evil thoughts for this man.

Its people like him that we have such a problem in this city.  That mentality.  He doesn't understand how this helps to reduce the population.  He only sees cats, and white people.  Both of which he hates.  I just know this.

I wish we could come up with a solution for this.  Please help.

Have a good day.

"Stupidity has a certain charm.  

Ignorance does not."

Hoppy Easter and Hoppy Birthday (to me)! Happy BEASTER! :)

I know, corny, but hey, life's short, gotta have fun.

Enjoy the pics.  :)  (cause I am sure the cats didn't).  :)

oh, and one more:

 

Have a AWESOME day!  xoxoxoxo

TGIT

7th Street

Snow.  Winter is back.  Ha.  Its March 24th and we have a trace of snow on the ground.  WT...  H?

I am now able to hold Scooter and Marbles each morning.  They run to me.  Marbles stands on his hind legs every time to greet me.  Scooter runs to my car.  These are my next two rescues.  Precious babies, and each morning I hold my breath when I pull up, praying they are there. 

Parsley was supposed to be delivered to my house yesterday on his foster mom's day off, but Parsley is frightened to death of the carrier.  She wasn't able to get him in and then he was too spooked to do anything with her.  Any suggestions, anybody?  He will eventually go to his new home, fingers crossed, Saturday morning.  The woman that came to meet Esmeralda at her foster family's house want to wait until spring break next week is over.  Fingers crossed they are still interested.  In the meantime, Hermie continues to get the love and comfort of his foster mom, and every day gets better and better enough to go to a nice, quiet home where he will be the king of his castle.  THEN, I plan on getting Marbles from Central and Third, and Scooter from Parsells.  Scooter is just a year old.  Adorable and sweet.  He purrs and purrs when I hold him.  Its amazing, they were so untrusting of me when I first started to feed these cats.

Well, my friend is here visiting until the end of next week, I have the day off tomorrow, and I don't have a lot to say today, except spread the word.  Spay and neuter your pets.  My 'job' would be so much easier.

Have a great day!

"God doesn't give us what we can handle.  God helps us handle what we are given."