Who we are

Cherry Street Cats is me (Robin), my husband Steve, Sandi, Michelle, Verena, Vinyse, Derek, Kent, and Connie, a group of dedicated cat lovers who care for a colony of feral cats in the east end of Toronto. I also have a great rescue team of Lesley, Joanne, and Susan. Together we do our best to make the lives better for feral and homeless cats and kittens. 900+ cats helped in nine years!

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Why I don't foster

We've resisted fostering kittens and after having one for a night I'm reminded of why - we get too attached.  This little guy was caught by Maria and needed to stay with us until he could be moved to a foster home.  I've been holding little Baby Bob since he is scared and already I can't imagine finding a home good enough for him.  I'm glad he's moving on tonight.  I so admire people who foster.
Baby Bob - just six weeks old
Things are topsy turvy at Harry's section of the yard, there are guys working on a boat where the cats normally eat, poor Teddy has been eating at a different spot, and it's sad there with only four cats, no Jackson or Tina.
 We've been feeding under the boat for now where it's a bit quieter, and at least dry.
 Things at the dumpster are unchanged thankfully, a full house here, as many as eight cats.
 And over at Hank's all is ducky, the cats like all the boat cradles that are piled up.
A typical Saturday night at our house, no wonder nobody wants to come for dinner.  Perhaps cats as centerpieces will catch on.

1 comment:

  1. Baby Bob is adorable! Good thing it was only one night.

    I had a "foster fail" with the last litter I fostered. Out of four one is here permanently! He's the exception though. I try to think of the rest of the kittens who are still out there needing to find homes.

    Cat centerpieces works for me. Mine tend to take a more active interest in the meal though which isn't so charming.