Oh Ya

I forgot to mention that this Vet I phoned told me I could drop him off at the clinic and she'd 'get to him' when she could, as she had other appointments. 

This cat is having serious issues breathing, very possibly life threatening and she will 'get to it!' I would have very serious issues with going to this vet for any reason.

I will post as things happen for this colony cat.

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Frame by Funny Frame

 

And a dangerous situation is put in its place by a colony cat while Sassy looks on...

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The Value and Importance of Adopting Rescue Cats Part One

I received an email from my cousin in Ontario, Canada and she has given her permission to share an important issue with you; Here is the first of her three stories:

'I thought I’d share a story with you about my cats. You can post this on you blog if you wish. Maybe this story will make someone think twice before they abandon that kitten or any animal and at least bring the animal to an Animal Shelter where it has a chance to survive and find a good home.'

I HAVE THREE BEAUTIFUL ‘RESCUE’ CATS

XENA: My Sweetheart

When I adopted her, I was told that someone had found a box of 4 kittens in the bush and brought them to the Shelter. The kittens went into foster care because they were so young and when they were old enough to be adopted, they landed back at the Humane Society.

I adopted Xena from the Humane Society in 2010 when she was just 6 weeks old. She is 3 years old now, spayed and has all her shots up - to date.

She is such a sweetheart who is so quiet, your lucky if you get a peep out of her throughout the day. She is very good natured. I am not sorry I adopted her.

Adopted from a Humane Society in 2010

Xena is not unlike the strays, throw-aways and colony cats here on the diary that I have rescued and re-homed. Tomorrow's story is about Sasha.

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The Night A Raccoon Came A-Callin'

Late one night this past week I was curled up in my comfortable armchair beside the patio door with a favorite magazine while my husband was on the computer. A scratching noise came that didn't have the noise of the usual sound the colony cats make when they want in or to request a late night snack. 

I opened the door a crack and peered out into the darkness of the patio - no, there was not a cat in sight, I went back to my book. A short time later and the sound came again, this time more urgent and my husband heard it as well. We both gazed out the screen of the patio door, still not a cat to be seen. We looked down and low and behold:

This little guy was glazing up at us! Please, do you have something you can spare for me?

Opening the door a crack,

He thought he'd politely inquire as to whether we could part with a morsel or two...

It took not a moment and I was rummaging through the fridge! He gratefully accepted a wiener (maple leaf, no less) from my hand, tugging it free and...

making his way towards the back of the patio to devour it in relative privacy and

 





away from the colony cats who were taking a decided interest in his wiener!

Ultimately, he weaseled me free of three wieners before heading out on his way.

The colony cats that took an interest figured it was better for all to leave his wiener alone. 


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