My days have been starting earlier and earlier lately. I think the severe cold in our area have put my head into hibernation mode. The rescue's voicemail is filled with anxious people that have been feeding strays and needing help for them in these frigid temperatures. The voicemail always starts with "I've been feeding this stray kitten for the past 6 months and now it's so cold, he needs to come inside." So frustrating that people wait so long.
A few weeks ago we rescued a pathetic little girl from the "high kill" shelter named "Lucky".