I took my usual 30 minute nap on the same red couch with a fire crackling in my 100 year old fireplace and the Christmas tree lights beaming in their full glory. I woke up to 3 tabbies asleep on me and I'm pretty sure at that very moment, I had defined the word "content". Today, I screened foster parents #15 and #16, and Forever Home is really starting to feel like a "real" rescue. Although I haven't received my first vet bill yet, I'm going to try to think magical Christmas thoughts with hope I'll be surprised that the bill wasn't as much as I thought it would be. (Has that ever happened?)
I received some awesome news that "Sophie", a recent rescue, that hadn't been eating is now eating. We were terrified of the prospects of a feeding tube or worse - euthanasia. The foster Mom gave her a banquet of food - including cooking her chicken and bacon. She wanted no part of it. Sophie wanted Whiskas "crap food" dry food. Go figure.
...and Sophie AFTER....
I finished designing the rescue's brochure today and sent it in to the printers. David and I are paying for the start up costs ourselves. Brochures may seem like an unnecessary, luxury item, but nothing spells "legit" (other than a charity registration) more than a quality glossy brochure! It's important to me that people feel proud to volunteer AND adopt from this rescue. Granted, if we run out of money too quickly, the brochures won't get reprinted for a while. :)
I've been so happy watching Forever Home slowly blossom. Of course, where there's good news, there's always bad news on the horizon. But I feel like I'm building a team of people that truly care about the rescue and me. Surrounding myself with people like that - I can get through anything.