Sometimes with all the rescuing and manging I do, I forget to write about other important things that happen every day within a rescue.
Right now, we have a foster parent tube feeding a cat who had stopped eating. Tube feeding isn't really that horrible, but I'm sure it's not what the foster parent considers an enjoyable part of fostering. But the foster Mom is doing it anyway - she's taking this on and is going to see it through. What a victory it will be to watch this little cat go to her Forever Home one day!
We have foster parents medicating, wiping cat butts, squiring eye drops into unhappy, wriggling cats...all for the love of cat rescue. I often wonder what foster parents give up in order to do what they do.
Right now we have a kitten who is fighting for her life. Little Kallie:
Every time Kallie's foster Mom calls me, I hold my breath - certain that this is "the call" where I hear that Kallie has passed away. But she hasn't. She's holding on despite it all. Kallie might not survive - but her foster Mom isn't going to go down without a fight.
After yesterday's post, I received a lot of lovely accolades for the rescue. Believe me - NONE of this would be possible without unselfish volunteers who came forward and were willing to help these discarded cats. I spent the evening prior to the rescue in email and phones contacting other rescues to find space within their organization. (I would've put a million dollar a year salesman to shame.)
Despite rescuing 19 cats yesterday, I ended up forgetting one guy:
I think Fritz would have a few things to say to me about "Seeing it through...."