Everytime I hear of a problem or issue within another rescue I begin to feel a frozen knot in the pit of my stomach. All it takes is hearing idle chit-chat about a sick cat and huge veterinary bills, or a cat that has to be moved due to a personality problem - and I feel sick to my stomach. Regardless, it's the part of rescue that nobody likes and certainly frightens me the most about starting my own rescue.
I'm no stranger to cat-related problems. It happens to EVERY rescue. I know how to deal with them. But my resources will be limited for a while and that's the part that I find a bit paralyzing.
Just when I thought I was going to have some kind of menopausal freak out about the whole thing, I found an old video that I never posted here. I don't know why I didn't post it, but I had goosebumps when I watched it. You may have to watch it twice. (The cat has long been rescued, so don't worry!) ***Listen to the dogs in the background beginning at about 13 seconds into the video.***
I don't believe in coincidences. Just as I was feeling weak and cowardly, I found that video. That video reminded me in so many ways why I need to keep forging ahead.
"Courage is being afraid but going on anyhow." ~Dan Rather