The Unwanted

I'm beginning to wonder if I've been posting too many urgent cats lately. I didn't get one nibble on the two cats I posted yesterday.

So they remain in that horrible place, waiting a horrible fate - alone and unwanted.

I was told today that the little white female cat is so heavily matted she can't move. Her entire body is like a helmet. How...how could somebody do this to her?

I suppose we could say, "there's lots of horrible things going on the world." That's true. But this is my world. I can only work in one little corner of it. Most of us aren't like Angelina Jolie who can make a difference worldwide.

I found the picture of the ribbon "In Memory of the Unwanted" on Facebook today. It really had an impact on me and those that I've been trying to help. A friend in rescue called me today and found 2 four month old kittens on his neighbour's front porch. At least they'll have a chance now, and have been stopped from making more kittens in another month or two.

As often happens, I'm not sure where this blog post is going tonight. But I know I can't stop thinking about the 2 cats sitting at the shelter. They're both owner surrenders and I'm sure they're waiting for the nightmare to end.

I wonder what it must feel like to be so heavily matted that your skin pulls and tears every time you try to move.

I wonder what it feels like to think that every time the door opens your family might be there to take you back home. (Or that it might be time to die.)

There are a lot of cats and dogs that are feeling hopeless tonight. Some are sleeping on wire cage bottoms, cold cement, or in their own litterbox. But right now, I'm thinking about two....

...just two.