It’s 8:30 pm on Wednesday (I get my posts ready the night before it’s published) and about an hour ago a vet was here putting down one of my other strays. This time it was , the first stray that showed up when I moved into this house. He’s been a regular on my porch for almost 2 years. He was a rough and tough little guy and would never have made a very good pet but he always wanted lovin’ from me and would follow me home if I found him out gallivanting down the next street.
So unfortunately I do not have the energy nor the desire to come up with a post about interiors right now. Lisa and I are sticklers about posting every day no matter what is going on with us but this is the second stray cat in a week that I’ve had to do this to (see end of this post) and I’m a wreck. There’s one more stray left (3 others disappeared and rumour has it they were taken to the Humane Society – which may I add does not have a no-kill policy) and has an appointment tomorrow. I am soooo dreading the results of this one.
***Friends of Abandoned Pets, a local rescue organization, has been instrumental in helping me get vet care (and food) for my strays and I am so grateful for all that they’ve done. If you’d like to make a donation to help them care for the many cats and dogs they have in foster care right now (they are beyond capacity, and cannot foster any more animals) please visit their website. Thank you.
(PLEASE MAKE SURE YOU NEUTER/SPAY YOUR CATS AND KEEP THEM INDOORS!!!!)