My rescue partner and I received a "call to action" for a very kind sounding farm family who have had quite a few cats dropped off at their property. Honestly, we get a lot of calls like this - desperate sounding people who just want it handled. They usually don't offer any help or donation.
These people seemed different and we decided to help them. We only had room for in the rescue kittens and this family had promised they would look after the adults and get them fixed. They were very credible, kind and we really had no doubts about it. I really felt that we could make a huge difference for them and help them PERMANENTLY resolve their problem.
I won't take kittens unless provisions are made for the adults to be fixed. Period.
It took us an hour to drive out to the country. It was a beautiful drive - an area of Ontario I hadn't been to before, but I knew right away what house it was when we drove up. Cats in the front yard. Cats in the side yard and Cats running through the bushes in the back.
We started feverishly gathering up kittens. Bless their little hearts - grubby little farm kittens. ;) The resident 10 year old little girl started crying - devastated that the kittens were leaving. For two hours we trudged through bushes, assessed kittens and loaded up the carriers into our car. We were so stressed. I stood there, sweat pouring from faces, the daughter still crying, kittens meowing in the car, and adult cats in the yard wondering what was happening....
....suddenly it occurred to me...
There would be no thank you. No Donation. No fixing of the adults. Don't ask me how I knew it - maybe it comes fro years of dealing with people. But I was right. Once again - I believed the public and they lied. I just provided these people with a band-aid solution which was never my intent. Why didn't I offer to help get the other cats fixed? Because they said they could do it. They could afford it. They would provide for the skittish little Mom cats left. In the winter, more kittens will come.
They'd better not call me again. I don't like being used.
We drove 2 hours round trip with 20 kittens in the car, stopped at the high kill shelter and rescued 7 more kittens, plus 2 "high risk" adults. It was a big day and we were exhausted. As pissed off as I was, I'm happy that 20+ cats and kittens were rescued in a day. Those faces that needed us out in the farm won't become victims to a busy road, raccoons or a life unloved. I need to spend more time focusing on that part - not the users.