2014 year in review

Every new year's I like to do a little year end in review, and 2014 was certainly not lacking in stuff going on.  With the colony, all spayed and neutered and aging, most of the news is sad.  Every day when I see my ferals and they look healthy I'm happy but every year we lose a few and 2014 was no exception.  

Teddy the big old patriarch was having issues with his ears, bleeding and clearly sore.  The only solution was very expensive surgery.  We did an on-line fundraising campaign and thanks to people's generosity, raised enough funds for the surgery but sadly the old cat died a few weeks afterwards.

Teddy RIP

Pebbles died during last year's brutal winter.  He was always very wary.  I'm still not sure what happened to him.

Pebbles RIP

And tragically one of the newer cats, Audrey, was killed by a dog in the spring.

Audrey RIP

It wasn't the best year for the four cats I relocated to the yard.  Clara disappeared when things got busy and I found her two months later a kilometre away emaciated.  Miraculously she recovered and now she is living safely at a sanctuary.  The other two Penny and Bonnie, has passed their one year anniversary at the yard and have settled in.

Clara in recovery

One of my favourites, Stubby, got friendlier and friendlier, allowing me to pat him and brush him. With winter coming, I thought that perhaps he could be homed, so I scooped him up, got some dental done, but in recovery it was clear he was miserable inside so he's back "home" now, getting Fancy Feast.

Stubby

Our numbers are at about fifteen right now, it feels like not many cats at all. but I know that the losses are inevitable, but it's still heartbreaking every time.  I've also started feeding at two other sites too, one colony has 12 cats and the other 3 or 4.

Things were busy on the rescue side too.  About 25 TNRs, a dozen tame adults rescued and homed, and 50+ kittens.  Joanne gets the most kittens fostered award, she didn't even want to foster kittens, but had a litter in her bathroom almost the entire year, she still has two!  Some of the kittens were feral rescues, some came from Niagara Falls and I helped a woman in Bowmanville with almost 40 cats and kittens.

Kittens!

Pigpen, one of my favourites

Maddie, born outside, now in a loving home

A few of those kittens passed through my house, this one stuck, Bunny came in February from Niagara Falls.

Bunny

And the biggest drama for me personally was the 32 horrible days and nights that Buddy was missing for.  He got out through a screen one night in the spring.  It was a nightmare, thanks to an infrared camera we knew he was out there but we couldn't get near him.  We trapped and trapped to no avail, barely sleeping and then on night 32 we got him and Buddy was home.

Buddy sleeping at home

I thank everyone who has supported what I do this year, I couldn't do it without your donations, without the foster homes, the feeders, the transport, the kind words.  It is the community that keeps me going, I've met the most wonderful people doing this.  I can feel happy that many cats are in better situations due to that community, whether it's in homes, or spayed and neutered, or injuries treated.  So I wish everyone Happy New Year.  My new year's resolution is to help more cats!  But not adopt anymore LOL.  Oh, and to find a way to monetize cat poo! If not, then I need my own internet sensation.

Tonks goes home and I keep going

Last night Tonks went to his new home!  I was tired and it was cold and I admit I sighed a bit about driving across town but that immediately disappeared when I met Shannon and her husband.  We had been corresponding over email and I already knew that Tonks would have a great home but that was one hundred and fifty percent confirmed upon meeting them.  Just a few months ago he was on his way to being a feral cat, now after being rescued and fostered, he has a whole wonderful life to look forward to.  Many thanks to Shannon for adopting a black previously sick kitten sight unseen and for Genevieve for patiently fostering him even though it was stressing out her 20 year old kitty.  I came home feeling renewed.  My cat rounds have pretty much settled down now to the usual feral routine.

I hesitated about posting the next photo for fear I may look like a crazy cat lady but who am I kidding?  This is me getting food ready for the ferals.  I mix a couple of different kinds of dry together, I have to keep it behind closed doors or else my guys chew through the bags.  As it is, they have figured out what I'm doing and come down to "help".

The cats help me to get food ready for the ferals - don't try to count

I still feed Mystery occasionally although usually there's lots of food.  The other day I was alarmed to see this orange and white cat who I've never seen before and wonder if I will see again.  There were two calicos earlier in the year but I don't see them anymore.  Clearly there is a colony of cats somewhere nearby.

Mystery and her friend

Off to visit my ferals this afternoon, buy some food for our cats and fight with Canadian Tire.  I bought a whole bunch of food but they charged me for 63 cans of one kind instead of 6.  Wish I could get wholesale rates on Friskies!

I've been so grateful that the weather has been mild and dry, it made it so much easier to do all my cat care but today is chilly, I guess that was inevitable.  I'll be bundling up!

Ernie's brother!!

It will be two years ago in February that Ernie came into our lives.  Ian had forwarded me a craigslist posting about abandoned kittens.  Of course I contacted the woman and discovered a sad story. Someone had moved out of an apartment in Scarborough and just left the cats outside to fend for themselves in the middle of winter.  A kind neighbour saw them and took them in, two kittens (one with an injured or infected eye) and an orange and white adult with a large wound on its neck.  She didn't know what to do.  I contacted THS and they agreed to take the one with the wound and the one with the eye problem.  When I went to get the cats they were friendly but clearly in need of medical attention.

She was trying to decide whether to keep the other kitten (now Ernie), he was curled up asleep in her child's bed and they really liked him, but she just didn't have the money for another cat, so I said I would take him and find him a home.  I never worry about finding homes for friendly kittens.

Off I went to THS and then Ernie went to my vet where he was treated for severe ear mites and terrible fleas.  Within hours of him being at our place we fell madly in love with him and you know the ending.  I often regretted giving up his brother, after finding out how wonderful Ernie was.  I saw that he had his eye removed and got adopted.  The adult got fixed up and adopted too.

I was so excited on Christmas Day to see a FB post about a couple who adopted a one-eyed kitten two years from THS who just adopted another one.  It was Ernie's brother!!!  It made me ecstatic to learn he had gone to a wonderful home.  I emailed her pictures of Ernie and the story of their rescue. 

There is nothing better than finding out a cat you rescued has a wonderful home, it was the best Christmas present ever.

Ernie!

Ernie and his one-eyed adopted brother Blinky

Ernie's brother Rog (on right) and his new friend

A very furry Christmas

Sadly I have no Christmas themed cat photo to share with you.  Oliver was helping Bob hang some things at our place the other day so it will have to suffice.

It's been a busy Christmas day, spent caring for many many cats indoors and out.  I think I fed 58 today!  Of course I have our guys plus the ferals, and I was taking care of Connie's ferals and a few others.

My catsitting business http://robinscatsitting.wordpress.com/has had many bookings so over the holidays I have five houses to visit, two at a few houses, one at another, and six at one + a few guests.

Time to give our cats a bed time snack, go to bed and start all over again, and add one more colony, taking me close to 70 mouths to feed tomorrow.  No wonder I'm tired.

I made the agonizing decision to release Stubby yesterday.  Before I did so, I cut a larger hole in his fence to enable me to crawl under and make sure he had a shelter.  Stubby actually seemed happy to be home, he came out today to eat his grilled Fancy Feast.  I wish he could have had a home, but for now I will just do the best I can to take care of him at the yard.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.

Sometimes there is heartbreak

With this crazy cat world I inhabit, there is lots of good news, so many saved and homes found for, but sometimes there is heart break too.

People always ask do you want the good news or the bad news first?  Let's start with the good news, it seems Tonks has finally found a home.  Shannon is going to adopt him when she's back from her vacation!  I'm so excited that he will finally have a home of his own and some stability.

Tonks

Now for the bad news.  Life is not always fair.  Michelle, who feeds at the colony, but took the last year off to care for her mother dying of cancer.  Still getting over the recent loss of her mother, she is now dealing with the death of her beloved PIP, who succumbed to FIP just the other night, only 18 months old.  Pip was a kitten she fostered along with his siblings, tiny, dirty and malnourished, he was lucky enough to live with her and be loved for his short life.  RIP little Pipster.

Little Pip as a kitten

And Bear, the 20 year old cat I fostered briefly this spring and was adopted by a wonderful man in Orillia, died last week from kidney failure.  At least she had months of love to make up for her years of neglect.

And for me, sadness of sadness, my Stubby is not proving to be adoptable.  I thought maybe he was just understandably scared at the vet, but at Raven's he is doing no better.  I visited him yesterday and he was hunched in the back of the cage, wouldn't meet my eyes, there was no recognition there. Raven has been dealing with ferals and strays for 15 years and says she isn't sure if she's ever had a cat at the same level of miserable.  He's eating well but that's it.  I'm surprised and disappointed but I believe it's best to release him.  Not every feral cat can adjust happily to being inside.  I'll continue to do my best to care for him at the colony as I have been doing, at least his rotten teeth are gone.  Fancy Feast every day for my Stubby!

Top Ten signs you might have too many cats

#10 Three of them have the same name

#9 Your monthly order of kitty litter arrives in a dump truck

#8 The Urine Off head office has a statue of you in their lobby

#7 You've spent at least one night sleeping on the floor because there was no room left in your bed

#6 When you shop for cat food, the store has to hire temporary workers to help restock the shelves

#5 You think six cats is a "starter kit"

#4 You took our your car's seats so you could fit in more carriers

#3 The words "Anal Glands" don't make you laugh like they used to

#2 You just coughed up a hairball

And the number one sign you might have too many cats...

#1 Your vet drives a Lamborghini

Here and there and everywhere

Every day brings a new set of challenges it seems.  I've been dealing with Tink and Tonks, finally we have an adopter for Tink but Tonks is sick again.  Now he's been vetted but I have to move him again to his fourth foster home.  He's had such a rough start, born outside, socialized and friendly but recurrent URIs and he's a black almost six month old kitten.  I know something will work out for him though.

Joanne has two little cuties still, Cami and Luke, hopefully they find homes soon.  Cami is coming along but Luke is still a bit shy.  We used to think the males were easier to tame but no rules really apply.

Cami

Luke

I've been glad of this milder weather with no snow, but the ferals just can't find a dry place to stand.

Lily

Lionel

Morris returns after a few weeks of being AWOL

I was alarmed yesterday when I fed to discover blood in one of the empty bowls, I don't know what's up.  And Penny wasn't in her car, which is very unusual.  I really hope everyone is ok.

I'm picking up Stubby today and taking him to Raven's for recovery and assessment.  I can't wait to see him, I've been missing him and happy to get him out of the scary vet.  Thank you Shannon for your very generous donation to Stubby's care.

I trapped a cat from a nearby colony for the clinic tonight, hoping to get one more later, then I'm volunteering there tonight, plus feeding this afternoon and taking Blinky to the vet so it sounds like another busy day.  I need one of those magnetic signs for the car "cat rescue on patrol".

Getting them out before the storm

Yesterday was a frantic day.  It started with me being unable to go to work due to a cat following me.
I feed a little colony where I park my car, and there is a friendly black and white cat who lives behind a rooming house, and is kind of casually taken care of, but he's always starving and mostly outside.

Well this time he refused to eat and started to follow me down the street and it's busy, he went a whole block, so I had to turn around and lead him back.  Again he did the same thing, meowing frantically.  Finally I had to go into my friend's apartment through the back door and out the front.  It would be funny if he didn't seem so desperate.  I went back at lunch and he was still sitting by my car so that was it, I called Andrea, and I scooped him up and took him over.  He seemed happy to be inside.

Then it was off to the colony and I made a snap decision and scooped up Stubby and just placed him in a carrier.  I had been considering bringing him in to be socialized and I just couldn't stand it anymore.  I hate that they are all out, but if any can come in it's a win.

After that I also had to try to trap Bobsey over at John's who has a wound under his ear that just wasn't clearing up.  I had tried on Sunday but another cat knocked the trap shut.  This time it took less than five minutes and he was in.  Connie kindly did the transport to the vet for both.

Bobsey just has very bad ear mites but my Stubbs Stubbs has very bad teeth.  I just got off the phone with the vet, they had to extract all his uppers.  He is FIV+ but otherwise healthy.  My friends at Annex Cat Rescue very kindly have offered to front the bill for him, and trust me, that kind of extensive dental isn't cheap, so donations would be appreciated.  You can even get a tax receipt!  Just specify for Stubby's dental.  http://annexcatrescue.ca/donate/

I'm just glad I got them all before the storm.  I worry about all the homeless cats in this weather.

Kittens in December!

I really thought I wouldn't still be rescuing kittens in December but Ian got a call about kittens up in North York where we pulled out four older kittens this fall (all found homes) and TNRed a lactating female.  Well clearly those kittens survived and finally appeared in Barbara's yard.  She couldn't really describe how old they were so Ian and I drove up and I brought kitten traps just in case.

They scattered as soon as they saw us but they looked pretty small so I set up two traps and waited.  Boom, five minutes got one and then fifteen minutes later one more.  The third disappeared so we happily took our two and miraculously Susan answered her phone when I called and said she would take them.  I'd say they are maybe eight to ten weeks, so cute with round little faces.  It's always satisfying when a reconnaissance mission turns into mission accomplished.

Calico kitten

Tabby kitten

Loveable Larry was adopted and clearly has settled in well to his new home.  Hurray!

Larry in his new home

And Andrea and I rescued a very friendly but matted black cat who has been hanging around our rooming house feeding site at all hours, clearly he wanted to come inside, he was always following me to my car.  After canvassing and postering to determine he was homeless we scooped this sweetie up.

Fluffy black cat

I feel bad enough for the ones who have to be out in this weather, so whatever ones we can save is a bonus.

Project Stubby out of the cold

Stubby (not very imaginatively named) is a fluffy orange guy at the colony whose tail had to be amputated a few years ago.  He's kind of part of Hank's gang but the other cats pick on him so he lives behind a fence taking shelter in the structures of the recycling plant.  I did put a shelter back there but now I can't access it anymore.

This year Stubby has become friendlier and friendlier, we can all pat him and this summer I started to brush him and even pull mats out with my fingers.  I struggle with whether he can be homed and of course now that it's cold I worry more about him and if there's a big snow I don't know how I will get food to him.  I've been practicing lifting him off the ground in the hopes I could get him into a carrier but then what?  My house is full and I don't even have a decent sanctuary room for him.  I'm hoping by posting that someone will come forward who is willing to take a chance on our Stubby, somebody wonderful, because he is a crowd favourite and deserves to be loved and warm and safe.