There are so many things I don't say about my life in cat rescue. Things I wish I could say but I'm not an "anonymous" blogger. :)
I woke up to my cell phone ringing by the bed a few days ago. It was 8:30 in the morning. Nothing good happens at that hour and by the time I cleared my blurry eyes the call had gone to voicemail. I remained in bed and listened to the message. At first all I heard was a foster parent trying to announce her name through tears.
My heart broke.
"Dexter died last night of a cardiac embolism"
At least Dexter died in his Forever Home. He was truly loved.
Sometimes I wish this blog could just have cute cat pictures or videos. Certainly I have enough material with just The Sherminator:
For a long time I had wondered which cat was playing in the toilet. Sitting on a wet toilet seat when I occasionally use my son's washroom is disturbing. I could never catch the little bugger that's playing in the toilet until yesterday....
It feels good to talk about something that makes me laugh. Cat rescue is a lot of things - but usually not funny. As I've always said, it's one big emotional rollercoaster.
I'll try to focus on "funny" today, but my heart will be thinking about Dexter and his Mom. This is a cat rescue after all.