I answered a plea for help from a woman Lesley met at work who has been feeding a dozen cats in her laneway for over a year, none of them have been fixed, and with spring coming hard and fast, the colony could double in size by the end of year if nothing was done. I always think I'm too busy to help, but I know that if I don't, more cats will end up living the unenviable feral life so I loaded up the car yesterday morning at 7 a.m. and drove across the city.We trapped two of the cats (it's a start) a cute little grey female and this guy, who had a wire wrapped around his hips. The wonderful vets at the THS clinic cleaned up his wound and gave him an antibiotic shot. With a bit of recovery, he should be fine. I'll keep trapping more until I get them all.
Sometimes I think I could be cleaning out my closets or doing my taxes or having lunch with a friend or even paying more attention to my own cats instead of this, but then I save a cat from suffering from injuries, and stop another from having litters to live in a dilapidated shed, and the day that starts at 7 a.m. and ends at 10:30 p.m. , driving all over the city, with cats in traps in the car, is all worthwhile.