I am so happy to relay that Dillon slept on the bed last night with his new owners and he was a perfect gentleman. He also tried to steal their coffee in the morning a trick he did here quite oftena He’s a caffeine fiend.

Hee Hee,

This morning in my inbin was an email from the lady “working on her husband” about adopting one-eyed. She relayed to me that yesterday morning, he announced over his cereal bowl that “IF we did adopt One-Eyed, we would change his name to Winkin Blinx! LOL  I think someone is caving into the pressure.

He is hesitant because they had their one-eyed cat for a long time and he was his best buddy. All of us know how bad it hurts to have to let someone you love go- whether they have four feet or two. He was crushed when they put their cat to sleep and so he just has to work it all out within himself. I told the lady something I heard a long time ago that has stuck with me. Sometimes, we make a life better by making it shorter but it is never an easy thing to do.

The other morning, I was opening a jar of dill pickles and Dillon who jumps on counters (allowed here) took his paw and swiped a pickle! LOL  I posted him up for adoption before the weekend with the tagline being “This Dill Pickle is Good for Your Soul!” We had nicknamed him Dillie after the pickle episode. I immediately got phone calls on him and this afternoon he found his forever home and it is loverly!  He scored big, he is living with an elderly retired couple who have one inside kitty who is 20 years old and on her last legs. They flipped for this grayness and he was the perfect clown- swiping the pen as the man wrote out a donation check (I was able to buy 80 cans of cat food today!) He grabbed their keys off the hook they were hanging on and started playing fetch- he knew all the right cues-

God Bless Him, we are going to miss him but I am so thankful for this nice home!

I know, I keep flipping his name back and forth. But I like One-Eyed better than Popeye- Popeye sounds flippant given all he has endured-

One-Eyed had a photo shoot yesterday- his 5 seconds of fame will start right now.  He has come from this taken the day after his surgery:

To this:

I am busted exhausted. We are rescuing a dog tomorrow and I spent the whole morning working to build a new pen for the two dogs. This dog looks remarkably like Quincy except he is a tad bit older. I have been out since 8:00 a.m. with George working on the new enclosure. George told me that we may not take that great care of our property at times or our house, but we sure do take care of our animals. LOL  We go to meet Kai tomorrow and hope the meet and greet and “sharing” of the food bowls and the truck go well. The woman is in a bad spot and the dog needs a new home pronto. I heard about him on FidoLove.com

Here is the dog who might be joining our family tomorrow

Received an email from a lady who lost her one-eyed cat a few years ago. She is interested in fostering (at first) Popeye! She has to speak to her husband tonight when he gets home from work but she was so excited to find the ad and call me about him. Please pray this is the right move for Popeye

He was dumped on a road famous for finding abandoned cats/dogs/kittens and rabbits on. He is a real sweetheart. Very mellow- tried putting him with Popeye- epic fail! LOL

Two- four week old black kittens arrived this morning. The gentleman handing them over told me that the mom had died in a freak accident (I didn’t ask) and he had been in touch with several rescues and no one would take them not even the shelters because of the ringworm. It is pretty severe- one kitty has about four hairs left on the top of his head. But I told the guy we would take them and probably why others refused had nothing to do with the ringworm but more with the color of the kittens. I know that ringworm is frustrating to deal with, but most shelters will accept them and just deal with the frustration.

So now instead of 8 kittens there are ten and the existing kittens are already eating us out of house and home! Two more mouths to feed in the mix. The babies are semi-feral but I believe more scared and missing mom than anything else.

Jack spent a comfortable day inside his “man cave.” He finally decided to begin eating again at 4:00. I was getting worried. I have been giving him the rest of his pain meds and I think that has helped as well even though the vet said the pain meds weren’t necessary anymore. I think they just calm him down a bit. No one has stepped up to adopt him yet- but we are still hoping.

The vet called early this  morning and told me that Popeye’s fever is down but he was wrecking the heck out of his cage, yowling and being a total pill, Would I please come and get him?

He’s been here all day and the only place I can put him is back in the deck enclosure. I have three fans, a bucket of ice in front of two of the fans.  I have tried him in the house- won’t work, very confrontational with the other cats. No cages big enough in the house to keep him in without him stressing out so he is on CL as a special needs kitty in need of a foster home or a permanent loving home. I have done everything I can do to keep him cool and he was open mouth panting and his temp was raising so I gave him 40 ml of fluids and he tipped over? It was the strangest thing. I have never seen anything like it in my life. He took the fluids, then he just froze almost like he was moving slow motion- and tipped over.

I have asked all my volunteers and friends if they can take him but so far, he seems to be stuck here. Thankfully the triple digit temp is supposed to lower tomorrow. I hope so, there is a real possibility that despite all our efforts, he might not make it.

He went back in distress and I have taken him to the vet. They suspect something else besides the heat 114 degrees today! is going on here and will keep him through the weekend and run some tests on him. He had 104.2 temp at 3:00 today and even after 40 ml of fluids the temp did not budge. 🙁 Please just keep praying for him. He’s a fighter

I’ve change his name to Popeye because he is such a character, but right now, whatever you want to call him, he needs prayer. It got really hot here today- triple digits which it never hardly gets that hot. I had to go and pick up the food for the cats and there is an event in town The Jamboree and traffic was maddening. By the time I got back home, he hadn’t been checked on in about four hours. It was 102 in his cage and that was with 3 fans on him! He was open mouth panting, weak and trembling. I rushed him inside, took his temp 104.4 yikes! I gave him fluids, put rubbing alcohol on his paws, his ears, the pads of his feet. I tried to put an ice pack between his legs- not successful with that at all. I wrapped him in a damp towel, but an indirect fan on him and put him in an inside cage (sorry Porter) I had to toss Porter out of that cage. I have the AC going out there and I gave him a bath in lukewarm water. His temp is now 103.6- I couldn’t give him water orally- he spit it out, so I tricked him and got some KFC chicken and put in in water and gave him that. He ate it right up which is a good sign!

Now the danger is tonight when it starts dropping in temperature, I have to be careful he doesn’t get to cold to fast or he will go into shock and possibly die. I sure don’t want to lose him- but he isn’t open mouth panting anymore and his gums and tongue never turned bright red so I think I caught it in time. But it was a scary hour that’s for dang sure. Please pray for him and for me that I can continue to do right by him when he has so much going wrong before he got here.