I promised Kim that I'd go to the shelter periodically this week to take pictures of all the new arrivals while she's in Mexico on holidays. I think there were more than 30+ cats to take pictures of and put on Petfinder. I've thoroughly screwed up the order the cats were in on Petfinder, but at least they're on there.
I've always admired Kim for many reasons, but I also think it's awesome that she puts even the "scary feral" cats on the Petfinder site too. Her reason? "Everybody deserves a chance."
As I'm opening cages and snapping pictures, I quickly look at the cage cards to see if they're "Owner Surrender", "Trapped Cat" or brought in as a stray. The trapped cats can often be quite feral. I opened one cage and the poor guy lunged at me. Scared the crap out of me! He was on a lower cage so I was crouched down and fell backwards. I was really relieved nobody saw that. I bet it was VERY amusing!
It's been a LONG TIME since I've been bitten, so I decided to leave the feral guys to Kim. I felt badly that I didn't post them online tonight. They DO deserve a chance, and what if they aren't really feral? I have a female tabby that would go freakin' nuts in a cage like that. I've seen her lunge at the vet over nail trim. Hahahhaa!
Last weekend, I attended a meeting with some of the ladies from the rescue. I had never met the ladies we call "Trappers", and had never been more impressed. Trapping is hard work and often thankless. Most of the cats hate your guts and don't want your help. (At least they THINK they don't want your help) Those ladies are devoted and awesome. They are truly in the trenches of cat rescue. I couldn't do it. I like "I love you and thank you for rescuing me" part of rescue.
Which reminds me... last night, while I was waiting at a Wendy's parking lot with little Trinity I arrived about 30 minutes early before her new foster family was due to arrive. I took her out of her carrier and set her on my lap. Trinity had been in the shelter for several months. She snuggled into my arms and stretched fully out on my stomach and chest. She proceeded to start to knead on my neck and nurse on my earlobe. OMG. Talk about gratitude! She stopped periodically and looked at me adoringly. By the time the foster parents arrived, I didn't want to give her up! Hahaha!
While I was at the shelter a couple with baby in hands were surrendering their "Beloved cat". The lady was sobbing and they were hugging each other. The reason? The cat was becoming aggressive towards the child. The baby was about 14 months old. That's a tough age for any cat. She was a sweet grey tabby - 3 years old. *sigh* I really want to help her. Now that I know she doesn't like kids, maybe the rescue can place her in the proper home. She was a cutie.
Yes, I believe every animal deserves a chance. Not all of them get a chance and that's the part that turns my stomach.