What a relief to be able to write in my blog again! The Blogger site has been down for several days for maintenance. I didn't realize how much I need this blog until I couldn't write in it!
My daughter Katy has been visiting since Wednesday evening. If you've read this blog for a while, you know how important these visits are to me. She's not a baby - almost 27 years old, but I miss her terribly and hate that she lives so far away. Juggling the demands of the rescue and having quality time with my little girl has been more than difficult. I feel like I haven't written a well thought out email response in days.
I have some exciting news that only my foster parents know for now. It's going to add a HUGE amount of work for me and the rescue, but I think it'll double the amount of cats we can help. In the meantime, I've been trying to come up with a list of "Volunteer Opportunities" with hope some kind people will give me a hand. Lately, the workload has seemed overwhelming.
Last night, I received a call from a favourite person asking for help with a kitten that she found. She knows me too well and sent me a video and photos of the little monkey just to solidify the deal:
I had put out an urgent plea for a little cat that came into the shelter with a probable broken jaw. I had 2 really wonderful foster parents offer their washrooms for a few days until I could sort things out, but I knew that at this point in time, I wouldn't be able to sort things out quickly enough and the vet bills might have been more than I could afford. She was euthanized at the shelter this morning and I'm devastated. It doesn't happen very often where I put out an urgent plea then have to walk away. I feel like shit. But I have to look out for the cats currently in my care first, and my latest vet bill was more than $4400.00. She needed a more permanent foster home, lots of donations and I couldn't rally the help. I feel badly for the wonderful people that did step up to help and I hope they understand why I couldn't help her.
"Brush off the dust and move on, Beth...
As usual, I'm going to try to embrace all the good things coming my way lately. Our adoptions are awesome, and my little rescue has truly THE BEST foster homes in the business. It's the emotional rescue rollercoaster ride, and I feel VERY fragile during the down part of the loop. I'm hanging in there, doing what I do! As always, I appreciate all the love, care and support.