Yesterday was a tough day. I found out about two senior cats that will be losing their home due to their person being evicted. I went to assess them and see how I could help. The apartment made my stomach turn, the only furniture was a couple of lawn chairs and stained mattresses on the floor.
Then I got up close to Snowball, the white cat, and it got worse. All of his front claws have grown into solid discs and he can't walk properly, his paws are caked with litter, it must be so painful. His tail is dark and oily, I'm not sure what that is, and apparently he vomits a lot and is drinking a ton of water, signs of a health problem. Still, he is a lovely friendly cat.
So if anyone reading this knows of anyone who would foster or adopt either of these cats, please let me know, they don't have to be together. If I could find them a place I will find the money. I felt sick leaving them behind.
I finished my day with more cat social work, spaying a couple of cats for my low income free kitten friends, it was after 11 by the time Connie and I finished our drop offs to more charming homes but at least I had the satisfaction of knowing that in both cases there would be no more kittens.
I tumbled into bed a bit depressed but profoundly grateful for my home, my life and my cats.