Skip to main content

Shelter Me

Last week my guy and I visited to the local no-kill cat shelter to make a donation and visit with the kitties. This has become an annual tradition for us, and one of the few bright spots of our holidays this year. To see more pics, check out my album here.

We also go to honor the memory of our cats Jeri and Jak, whom we lost to old age many years ago.

The cats at this shelter are abandoned pets, strays or feral, and many are in rough shape. They are treated by a vet, looked after by staff and (if appropriate) made available for adoption. The shelter just built a new building which has become a separate facility for elderly cats so they can live comfortably.

It's very humbling to go and sit with the kitties. Many are friendly and will come up to me for a head scratch, even some that are recovering from injuries and/or neglect. Others want nothing to do with us and run. On our visits we offer attention, and money, but it's the folks who run and staff the shelter who are my holiday heroes.

If you are considering acquiring a pet, please visit your local animal shelter. There are so many cats (and dogs!) just waiting to find a good home. If you can't adopt, then please donate to support the wonderful people who care for these animals.

Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

T-minus Day

This was our little Thanksgiving dinner last year, when it was just the three of us. Time keeps whittling down my favorite holiday; this year it will be just me and my guy, and we likely won't even have a turkey.* That will be a first in 35 years. I feel about Thanksgiving the way other people do about Christmas, and while it's a lot of work it's my favorite holiday. Of all the Thanksgivings I've had in the past sixty years, only three were truly terrible: one when I was a kid that I don't talk about (#1 most miserable); the time I roasted two turkeys together and hosted fifteen people whom I cooked for and served with zero help (the largest and #2 most miserable); and the one I spent in basic training (the #3 most miserable.) I have no pictures of any of those, thank heavens. In addition to doing all the cooking I'm the one who takes all the pictures, washes all the dishes and puts away all the leftovers. I suppose no one else cares because to them it...
5 comments
Read more

Fell Off the Wagon

I did cut up that plastic dollar tote to make into something stronger, but got caught up with work and set it aside. Then last night some hand-dyed silk and pretty threads called my name, and, well . . . Felt SO good to do some handwork, except my neck began hurting about an hour into it. I tried changing the way I sit and work, but it's pretty obvious that the doc is right.
7 comments
Read more

Old Loves & Such

My guy kindly bought me my favorite Chinese take out the other night, and my fortune cookie offered up an interesting story starter: This sounds sweet, right? Only the first thing I thought of was an old love coming back from the dead . . . . must be October. In other lovely news, my favorite hand-dyed thread artist, Lorraine from Colour Complements , is moving her business from Etsy to her own web site. Many of my favorite sellers on Etsy are leaving due to the whole "free shipping" coercion debacle, which has also soured me on the site. To show support I did a little shopping at Lorraine's web site and got in these: I love her threads and trims; you simply can't buy anything like them anywhere. Her work makes my specialty thread box look like a treasure chest: At night I'm spending just as hour working on quilting the scrap project runner, and I'm making slow progress: I'll keep quilting the runner while I try to decide on a design for t...
2 comments
Read more