As always, I checked my email this morning before I left and there was an email from a foster Mom that said, "Beth, if you're going to the shelter today, would you check out Frazier and Murphy for me?"
It's a great feeling to go to the shelter and rescue more than one. I had three on my list today which was more than I had rescued recently. It felt wonderful!!
A shelter staffer reluctantly brought me into one of the cat rooms and pointed to a lower cage. I eased down unsure of what I'd find:
What rescue would be complete without "The
"Phil" is currently at our vets on IV ($$$) and lots of TLC. I asked the vet to make sure they put in lots of blankies for him. He's been sick and sleeping on newspaper for weeks. I could almost hear his "sigh" from another room when he cozied into the softness of the blankets. I bet he knew he was safe.
I wish they ALL knew they were safe tonight. My heart breaks every time I leave that place.