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Date Posted: 22:56:29 12/15/02 Sun
I made this forum for people just to post away about how they are feeling about the house from hell for cats. It's just plain awful.
I was talking to Nicole today, Flinn and Kong's foster mom. She sends us updates all the time and from that we've learned: Flinn loves his wet food, he has extra toes, they hiss when you come in the room, but will then walk up to greet you and Kong backs down from Flinn. Well, she reported that Flinn was in time out for picking a fight with Kong. Kong found this scrap of wool and it's now his baby. He carries it around everywhere, plays with it and stuck up for himself when Flinn tried to take it away. The thought behind that breaks my heart: the cats in this house have nothing! No toys to play with, room to play with one another, no outside stimulation from strangers that want to pet them... not even something as simple as a scrap of wool to call their own. How absolutely upsetting is that?! It just breaks my heart...
Mittens was placed in a foster home yesterday. She seemed ok. Really cute and obviously needs some work like all those cats in that house. She was a "staircase" cat in that house and wasn't ever far from the stair. Well, at her foster home, she's kept in the spare bedroom. New place, a bedroom, having to find new hiding spots and no other cats around. Well, let's just say she's not adjusting well. She needs a bathroom and someone that will teach her how to use the litterbox. How depressing: a cat that doesn't know how to use a litterbox. It'll only take a few times of placing her in there, but she needs a foster home that has time for that.
That's another thing: we have no foster homes. We've had two new foster homes come forward since all of this. Two! How crazy is this? It's nuts! I mean, this guy is getting weirder and weirder everyday we go to see him and we don't have the homes to place them in to get them out. There are so many cats we can get out of there, but we just don't have the foster or forever homes to put them in. It's really depressing.
The house is just so damn awful as well! I mean, fecal matter is all over the place, dirty litterboxes, food that's down for maybe 10 minutes max, we've never reallt mentioned this, but every time that Shea & I are in there for more than an hour or so, we are horribly ill and have cheat pains for the next 24 hours. Cats in the bookshelves, chimney, stairs, sick, cabinets, etc. I mean, poor Angel walked around with a collar that was growing into her and a hernia the size of a freakin tennis ball! He never even took her to anyone to see what that was. Kittens that are killed by the males who don't want anything but their genes being passed on, in heat cats being trapped in a room with a male, grime all over the place, and no interaction with even a simple toy to toss around.
We've been able to take out 15 - 20 cats with about 4 of them now if foster care, but it just doesn't seem like enough when you see this house. The cats are everywhere and run in fear from us. But that makes sense: these cats see us chase around some cat, grab it however we can, place it screaming in a carrier and then they never see that cat again. I'd be freaked too. I just feel so damn depressed about it... we're trying to do all we can, but that doesn't seem like enough right now. Posters are made & put up, websites are advertizing, requests for foster home and donations are stated in one way or another, we put an optimistic spin on us taking these cats to the guy who keeps giving lame, half-assed reasons on why we shouldn't take/scare the cats and, again, no open foster homes that can help us out. It's just... it rips me apart.
Well, I'm done writing. This is getting me to upseting. Thanks so much.
Jen
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