The urgent calls for abandoned kittens and pregnant Mom cats have now been replaced with calls about young cats (probably born in spring) that are outside for the upcoming winter. It's a never ending cycle that keeps me constantly on edge. Each day I look at the weather and am grateful for the momentary lapse in frigid weather.
I don't really have anything controversial to write about today. I've started to write about the several local "rescues" who have turned out to be hoarders and one in particular who continues to dodge the authorities. Sometimes I'm in the mood to argue a point and other times...well...I feel too beaten up to do it.
My 25 year old son fled his apartment where he lived with his girlfriend and 2 cats the other night. He showed up at our door at 7 am with 2 cats and all of his belongings. We knew that the girl was abusive and my son was "battered". But he wouldn't leave her and despite numerous attempts and begging from us he'd go back. He came home bruised and a bone broken in his foot where she stomped on it. Apparently, he woke up in the middle of the night with a knife to his throat. Police were called and she was taken away - ANOTHER 3 day psych watch where she leaves only to return the same pathetic mentally ill human being.
So why am I writing about this? My sons cats were our cats. They used to live with us. They have observed the abuse and I can say that they seem different. Sure, they're worried about a new environment. But you can tell that they seem happier in a happier home with peace. They have stuck to my son like glue - sitting on his bed and running to him when he comes through the door after work. Since my son was always going back to the crazy girl, I was terrified that she would do something to the cats too. They were innocent and frightened of the yelling, screaming and throwing things.
Now there are 2 more cats in our house and the games for dominance begins. I'm already stressed, so the hissing, growling and usual cat-crappiness isn't helping. We're trying to help our son and once again, begging him to consider counseling and praying he doesn't return to her. He's handsome, smart and adores cats....you'd think that the world of women would be his, wouldn't you? A guy like that should never have to settle for someone like that. But it appears to be textbook. Men. Women. It doesn't seem to matter.
Writing about this is really helping me today. If I can't save my son from going back, I'm going to save his cats and make sure they remain with me. Each day that he doesn't go back is a victory - for him, for us and his two cats. Maybe this time he can do it.