Sadly, only a few of the tenants (who board their horses) give a crap about the 15+ cats inhabitating their farm. Nobody really feeds them and of course, none are fixed. So NOW that the spring kittens are getting older, everybody's panicking and they're asking for help.
As usual, before any rescue I call foster parents and ask for help. I knew I could take 3 cats comfortably.
But I left with 5.
Two already have pictures and names:
|"Ferguson looks pretty happy to be out of the barn!"|
|"Forbes is a happy guy too!"|
I still have a preference for rescuing out of shelters. But I feel like I made a huge difference with this farm and may have been able to help them from a situation becoming out of control. It was hard to take them away from this farm. The sun was warm and they were all in a bail of hay grooming each other. They were happy!! I tried to remember that Canada's winters can be unforgiving and scooped them into carriers.
I kissed each one and promised them a better life....and I meant it.