O' Weary Me

It's almost 10 pm as I write this blog post. I've been on the road most of the day today doing only good things that I love to do. How many people can say that?

I'm exhausted tonight, so will be brief.

I met a new foster Dad at the shelter tonight. Tim has an older kitten named Jello-O and he was looking for a running buddy to keep Jello happy while he works. As usual, it's an emotional search. Sometimes I think that people hope I'm exaggerating about the number of cats at the shelter, or their fate. It's very overwhelming when you go there this time of year.

Tim settled on TWO terrorists that should keep Jell-O amused while he's at work:

These guys look like they LOVE to party! They're 12 weeks old and I'm guessing that as I type this post, haven't stopped running at Tim's place. :)

I couldn't help but notice this sad looking little pair when I came in tonight:

The animal control officer wanted to euthanize them right away because they didn't have a Mom and were only 3 weeks old. I called one of our awesome foster homes while I was still at the shelter. Fortunately, this foster Mom had called me just yesterday and told me she was ready to foster some orphans. Yeee-hah! I drove them into the city tonight and they're being loved, and fed tonight. (Thank you Lisa for taking them!)

I couldn't resist taking the Tortie Mom and putting two of her babies with her. She was so happy!!!! The babies knew who she was right away and she started feverishly grooming them. I asked Kim to rotate the other two babies tomorrow so they can all have some time with Mom.

SO MANY sweet nursing Moms and the shelter right now. :(

It took me 2 hours to get to the shelter tonight in torrential rain and rush hour. I stopped at a frickin' Taco Bell (*puke*) to grab something in the drive-thru, bit into the taco, grease poured down my new shirt. I'm sure I'll have a big zit on my chin from the grease in the morning.

But it was worth it. Four more cats got out tonight and I couldn't be happier.