tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34039605.post4158779935057071355..comments2023-05-29T05:25:54.615-04:00Comments on House of the Discarded: The Rescue GodsHouse of the Discardedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558420754849811482noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34039605.post-82644200104018115262009-06-24T14:38:35.323-04:002009-06-24T14:38:35.323-04:00I'm so sorry. Animal rescue is a draining, ta...I'm so sorry. Animal rescue is a draining, taxing job and we always feel we could be doing better. And it sucks when we make a mistake and the animals pay. I want to put a platitude in here, but from experience I know it doesn't help. But I'm still sorry and highly sympathetic.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34039605.post-25813359874541187382009-06-24T12:34:42.841-04:002009-06-24T12:34:42.841-04:00Anonymous: No, all the cats did not make it. Som...Anonymous: No, all the cats did not make it. Some did - and some didn't. I'm heartbroken.House of the Discardedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05558420754849811482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34039605.post-3786144244977015362009-06-24T11:51:17.005-04:002009-06-24T11:51:17.005-04:00Seriously, what happened? Did all the cats on you...Seriously, what happened? Did all the cats on your list make it?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34039605.post-44116937580274096392009-06-23T19:28:39.919-04:002009-06-23T19:28:39.919-04:00So what happened???So what happened???Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34039605.post-55767860760814975172009-06-22T19:54:47.143-04:002009-06-22T19:54:47.143-04:00Im praying tonight that hearts across the GTA will...Im praying tonight that hearts across the GTA will open to adopting/fostering a rescue kitty. I especially have a soft spot for the black ones. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34039605.post-37597248948728499752009-06-22T18:25:19.350-04:002009-06-22T18:25:19.350-04:00I've never used a zipper carrier since the tim...I've never used a zipper carrier since the time I was 8 years old and my dad took me to the SPCA to get a kitten. He had a zippered gym bag and was wearing a suit (which all men did back then going anywhere). We were waiting at the bus stop when the kitten got out of the bag, climbed up my dad's suit to his shoulder, and had a dump. I told the story to everyone on the three buses we had to take to get home. For some reason my dad never liked that cat.Steve Bartlettnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34039605.post-11561093537189791312009-06-22T18:19:27.659-04:002009-06-22T18:19:27.659-04:00Hopefully some "after" pictures will mak...Hopefully some "after" pictures will make you feel better!tally ohhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015235801364529867noreply@blogger.com