From The Sick Ward - Part Deux

It's exciting when I hear from a foster home that we have another adoption!   March 1st.  Adoption.  *check*  We've been getting regular adoption inquiries, and adoptions now.  I don't want to say they are "predictable", but.....I feel good about what's going on.

This afternoon, I had an adopter who has had a cat for A MONTH want to return her.  We try to do our best to screen adopters, but folks can't seem to understand that this is NOT Sears, and you can't return a cat because she's meowing.  I'm pretty good at troubleshooting, but I need to do this when I'm in a charitable mood and not in a "You gotta be kidding?!" mood. 

Speaking of "morons".... there are two little girls at the shelter right now that were surrendered together because they are both pregnant:

Imagine that.  Dumping the cats you've had for 2 years because they're "knocked up".  The good news is:  I have placement for them with North Toronto Cat Rescue, (Please note this is NORTH Toronto Cat Rescue)  but cannot find a driver to meet me halfway.  I've been feeling too crummy to make the full trek.  I really want to help these girls - the orange girl is about to give birth any day now.  It's sad to think that these girls remain at the shelter at the mercy of  being euthanized because of a lack of driver to deliver them where they need to go. 

((UPDATE:  WE HAVE A DRIVER!  I'M PICKING UP THE GIRLS WEDNESDAY!)

I can't do it all.  In the early years of rescuing, I used to think I could.  But I know better now.  I ask for help.

Today is my birthday (yippe.)...no cooking tonight, AND my son has scooped litterboxes and fed the animals for me.  Last week they asked me what I wanted for my birthday.  I said,  "A donation to Forever Home Cat Rescue." 

They said, "That's lame. What do you REALLY want?" 

Ha.  Those young'uns.