But it rings, and it rings constantly especially during this time of year.
Tonight, I get a call from a woman who has been frantically trying to find someone to take 2 tortie sisters about 7 weeks old. She is between a rock and a hard spot and her landlord has denied her request to keep any more cats than what she already has. So- we talk awhile and I find that she uses the same vet as I do and she has an appointment in the morning to get the mom cat spayed.
I look over in Mike’s direction and see how he is liking this phone call and he sees the look in my eyes (he knows I love torties) and he nods his approval.
So the two tortie girls are now in the bedroom. When I went to pick them up, I was both amused and impressed that the woman called the vet and asked about ME! Thankfully, she was told I’m okay- LOL But I think that is the first time, I have ever had someone check up on me- generally, I am busy checking up on them.
Lord help me, now I have 4 spays and 3 neuters looming in the future- and all because my phone keeps ringing.
The cat rescue society I volunteer with has the same ‘problem’: the telephone keeps ringing. There’s no way to take all the unwanted animals. But that’s the difficulty with being known as a caring, humane person. It’s nice to read, though, that some other people care about where their cats are going. Too many don’t.
Post pictures!! I love torties too!
Marian in Houston
Those two torties’ lives were saved by your ringing phone and I’m sure they will be forever grateful.
On a different note, how is your foot? Any improvement?
Marian, as soon as they get out from under the bed, I surely will! They are hiding right now, and that is fine and perfectly normal. They are eating and pooping and peeing, and they will come out when they understand I am not a threat to them.
Abbi on my foot- I wish I could say there has been some improvement- but there hasn’t been much at all-