I had vowed to be a little more chatty with my blog, but lately it hasn't been easy to update. July really sucks for most rescues. While many people are going to cottages and holidays, I sit by the adoption phone line and try to work some miracles for our cats and foster parents.
I don't like the way I feel. Our local SPCA had a huge adoption blitz and lowered their adoption rates to almost nothing. I think 46 cats and kittens were adopted during that time. My phones didn't ring. I should be THRILLED for the cats that were adopted. Believe me - I really am! They all need a home! But I have volunteers that I have to be accountable to and kittens that are growing up in their foster homes.
I can't be the only small rescue that feels competitive and helpless. Fortunately, my friend called me out on it and said, "Beth, look at the last few years adoptions in July...what were they?"
She was right. July sucks every year.
On a happier note, our Kismet is doing very well! If you didn't read about her, please click on the link. It's a very sad story with a great ending:
For me? I have a new foster kitten named "Dunkin':
We have some adoptions pending today so I have my fingers crossed. But then again...it's July and I won't hold my breath.