I've been writing now for 4 years and almost 800 posts. I think there are some that rely on my blog to see what's going on at the shelter and others who find cat rescue interesting or inspiring. But for the most part, it's really just a look at my life in cat rescue. I never expected anybody to really read this blog! Believe it or not, it was just something I did for myself as a diary of my life. I've definitely been an "open book" and disclose (maybe too much) about myself and my life.
You'd be surprised at the
I suppose there's a lot I *don't* say in this blog. When the crazy protesters came along causing lots of problems with the shelter where I rescue, I began to censor myself which changed the way I wrote. To be honest, writing in this blog hasn't been the same since. Every time I wrote something, I would find it torn apart on the Crazy Protesters' Facebook page. I'm grateful that they seemed to have turned their ambitions to something more realistic. Maybe because I stopped giving them so much ammunition?
I think *I* still need to write and express myself here. Every day, I fight becoming one of "those jaded rescuers". I want to think that the majority of the adopters that contact me are good people and their intentions honourable. I shake my head as I hang up the phone with yet another owner wanting to dump their cat and remember that I'm imperfect too.
"Imperfect" might be the understatement of the year.