My daughter is now happily residing in her new apartment. Since we are her landlord, she gets to have a pet. Holding down two jobs and taking care of her horse leave not a heck of a lot of time spent at “home” during the week, so having a dog in the apartment really wouldn’t be fair to the dog. Or the neighbors. We contemplated letting her take our little doxie Rudy with her because he sleeps in her bed at night and loves her way more than me nowadays, since I relegate him to the crate due to his pisspot tendencies i.e. marking of good furniture. Again and again and again. *ahem. Rudy also howls when we leave home. LOUDLY. So.. no apartment dwelling for Rudy, he’s stuck with us.
Anyway…. we went to the local cat rescue last weekend – Forgotten Felines on the shoreline… and there were about 100 cats in need of a home. At least. Those folks are amazing in their good care of the cats – basically an entire house is dedicated to the care and keeping of those 100 or so cats. There are cat beds and cat scratch posts and cat sky scrapers and cat jungle gyms all over the place. Indoor and outdoor rooms as well, all secure from predators or escape artists. One long haired calico girl sat quietly in a corner. K went over to her, petted her, then picked her up and put her on her lap. It was love at first Purr.
We did go around to meet the others, but came right back around to Ms. Purdy. (Now Phoebe). Phoebe was found on a construction site, locked in a closet with her kitten, emaciated. She’s looking much better after the care she’s been given. It took several days for them to approve our application, but she just received word that she can pick Phoebe up on Thursday evening.
It was weird being on the other end of an adoption interview and inquiry into my references. Usually I do that sort of thing to determine whether we will approve a family for whatever dog it is they are interested in. What is sometimes difficult is when people have to be told their adoption application has been turned down for whatever reason. It’s not meant as a put-down.. merely an attempt to find the best possible situation for the dog or cat who has already been through so much. We don’t like to adopt dogs out to people who are beyond our home-visit range… about an hour or so. If you have trouble, we want to be able to come to you and help, or take back the dog. Sometimes the children in the house are too young and rough when handling the dog and we know it will be a stressful situation for that particular dog. It’s not that the people are “bad people”. Inevitably, we piss a few off, never our intention, but the welfare of the animal should come first.
ANYWAY… I look forward to Phoebe’s arrival at daughters apartment. I already dropped off a present.. a cat tier and scratching post so she can scratch to her hearts content and lie on the tier in the window full of sun.
We’ve got another small adoption event coming up… Flyer below..
In order to fund these adoption events, we hold fun nights like these two below…
if you’re local, come on down!
Here are a few of the faces that will be attending our event
to find their forever homes…
Isn’t Cosmo a charmer? 12 years young, takes life at a walking pace,
loves people and dogs and slow walks.