Cute Black Guy is about 12 weeks old. It was a tough decision to take him, because his Mom is still at the shelter. His Mom is already VERY pregnant and doesn't stand much of a chance of rescue.
I knelt down to his Mom and asked permission to take her baby for a better life. (They had been in separate cages) I don't know why I did that, because I started to cry. As I wiped away the tears, I gently held up Cute Black Guy to her and asked, "Do you want to say goodbye to your baby?"
Why do I torture myself like that?
This is Cute Black Guy's Mom - I can only pray there is hope for her before the next euthanasia day. Somebody dumped them both off together. They probably got rid of her first litter - all but the black one, and she got pregnant again and they got fed up and dumped her. Ignorant idiots.It's disgusting how many pregnant cats there are at the shelter. Seriously. I think there are more than a dozen right now and it's FEBRUARY!
Today was a euthanasia day and 20+ cats were killed. Again - it's FEBRUARY. What's the summer going to be like if 20 cats go down in ONE DAY during the winter?
It was sad at the shelter today. I left feeling like I wasn't medicated with the "thrill of the rescue" at all.
But....I've got Cute Black Guy who desperately needed a home and for that - I'm grateful.