Last Thursday night I went out to a colony in Scarborough that's been fed for a few years but none of the cats have been fixed yet. They all came running to eat and within 15 minutes we had three cats. Those were the easy ones, there are still five more there to trap, but of the three we trapped two were female so that's a good start. Marisa and Jessica came out to help.
On Friday I transported the cats to and from the spay neuter clinic and spent a large part of the day on a fake rescue. Somebody had found a cat a few days before and couldn't find its home. They thought she was pregnant so I picked her up and took her to the vet. Well, not pregnant, and actually spayed, then we discovered she had a microchip. CC had a home, of course back across the city where I had just picked her up. When I returned her it was to a store, which I wasn't thrilled about, but I can't really be confiscating cats because I feel that the home isn't good enough, although I had a moment where I was really tempted.
|CC on her way back home|