I brought my camera with me to the shelter and had planned on taking a rescue picture of Lilly to remember the moment and let people know how much their love to her meant. But the damn thing remained in my purse and I totally forgot to take the picture! Crap!
When I picked up Lilly from the cage, she was a little stuffy from her shelter cold but by no means worse than she was the day before. She started purring instantly! Her little face nuzzled into my neck and I couldn't have been happier to take her out of there.
I'm always a little worried when I post that there was an outpouring of help for a cat. I'm afraid that the next time I post for something like this nobody will respond, thinking "Beth had lots of help last time...she doesn't need me." Lordie...if you only knew how NOT true that is.
I managed to rescue 5 cats today and am going back tomorrow for a few more. As I'm typing this blog, an email came in a few moments ago that I need to copy here. It's from a lovely new foster Mom that I brought two rowdy kittens to her home this afternoon:
" I wish I could put it into words; apparently I've been quite sad as of late. There's just something about cradling a tiny kitten in the sleeve of your robe, looking into his little brown eyes, and thinking about where he was eight hours ago, and where he might have been three days from now. I can't think of any eloquent way to put it - but I don't think I've smiled this much, or been this happy in a long time :)".
I'm in menopausal-cat-lady-crying-overload. :) I love you guys. Thank you for everything you do to help me and the cats.