How could they?

Sometimes rescuing cats feels like a Sisyphean task.  As fast as you can find them homes others are being discarded.  How did Rosie end up unspayed in a parking garage with nobody looking for her?  Or the other cats I find that are dumped?

I had an upsetting afternoon at the Humane Society on Friday.  I was in the lobby and a man came in with a cat in a carrier.  He is a super and found the cat abandoned in an apartment, who knows how long it had been there.  Unfortunately the THS can't accept strays so the cat was going to have to go to Animal Services.  The cat was lovely and I was frantically trying to think how could I save it.  I have two foster homes now available but they've both gone away for the holidays, and I don't even have an extra room now.  So I had to let go, knowing I can't save them all, that this happens every day.  There was another cat in the same situation, he had been left in a cardboard box outside the front door.  How could those people do that?  It's unfathomable to me.

So I focus on the ones that I have saved.  Here is a picture of Snowball sent by his new mom, the cape is instead of a cone while his paws finish healing.

I know there are many wonderful people out there, I'm reminded of that every day.  Thank you Shannon, for your generous donation, it's heartwarming how many have reached out to say they care and want to help the cats.

Today's goal is to somehow get to feed the feral cats in this ice storm, I have 30 hungry cats depending on me (and my car).