It's the eve of a holiday in Canada today, so I don't expect many Canucks to read my blog post today.
I went to the shelter with a heavy heart today knowing that I could only rescue ONE fortunate little soul on the night before a euthanasia day. Yes, the vet will come in on a holiday too. The shelter wasn't really that full and things looked pretty good for the end of June!
I quickly rescued "Grommett" - a fluffy grey/white fella that seemed to be depressed and ready to get the hell of the shelter:
In fact, it wasn't just one kitten, but a litter of 3 fluffy polydactyl kittens that had just arrived. I got out my foster list and knew there was a foster Mom that would LOVE these little ones. (Thank you, Renee!) Thankfully, I didn't have to choose just one, but ended up rescuing 4 little souls. Oh do I envy the foster Mom who gets to name this little trio!
When I got home, I received an email from another foster Mom who had been interested in "Marci":
The foster Mom wanted Marci, but I had already promised to loan the car to my son. I couldn't go back to the shelter. Bless her heart, she drove in late afternoon holiday traffic - 2 and a half hours to pick up Marci and save her from euthanasia tomorrow morning. She quickly took Marci to the vet where she found that Marci had completely severed tendons and ligaments - probably from being hit by a car. So our Marci is going to become a 3-legged wonder cat.
Thank you to Marci's foster Mom who cared enough about this ordinary little brown tabby to save her life. We're ALL grateful to you.
Happy Canada Day to my fellow Canucks. (OK...I'm a wannabe Canuck)