I was speaking with a new foster Mom named Cheryl. Cheryl wanted to rescue a cute orange and white guy named Mario. She and her family were SO excited to help Mario and perhaps even add him as a permanent member of their home. She was disheartened to find out that Mario had already been taken by the local SPCA. (Sometimes they take cats on death row too). I could hear the disappointment in her voice and I panicked that perhaps she wouldn't want to take any cat.
So I told her about "Cameron":
I had primed her that Cameron didn't take a very good shelter picture, but he really needed help. (Mario had looked like he was posing for the camera...) I held my breath and sent her the picture in email. Her response came back quickly: "Just want to say I thought I would see a very scary picture....he is darling....my son agrees! Can't wait to bring him home tomorrow. Thanks Beth!" HALLELUJA! Cameron had a home!Of course, I started to cry when Cheryl told me that she picked him up from the vets, he was home with her and safe after his neuter. He was a little "loopy" from his surgery, but they loved him already. She sent me a picture an hour later:
He was wrapped up and tucked in on her bed. Isn't that the sweetest thing? I wish all cats could be tucked in bed at night.
I'm doing another rescue tomorrow and have a ton of driving to do. (See CAT TAXI ) It's going to be a long day, but I get to play "Stork". It's David's birthday tomorrow, so I'm hoping that there's something left of me to enjoy the evening birthday hoopla.
It's going to be nice to go to bed tonight thinking that there's one more cat that gets to sleep in a warm, safe bed. Sleep well, Cameron.