This blog is about my individual experiences while rescuing and re-homing cats for the Sunderland animal rescue charity Animal Krackers. The blog itself, however, does not represent Animal Krackers; it's just me, my sense of humour, and my personal take on things and in that sense, it's about me as much as cats. It it was a film, I'd give it a 12 rating for the occasional mild swear word and strong story.
Friday, 9 November 2012
THE BIG BALD BLACK CAT
Not been too well over the last four weeks. Started off with bursitis -agonising pain in the elbow which didn't get properly diagnosed for five days, but when I did get them the antibiotics cleared it up pretty quickly. Then I got a cold which went onto my chest which has left me coughing up -no, I won't go there- for the last two weeks and leaving me feeling generally pretty ropy. Not enough to keep me from cat activities but definitely away from the gym. So this is another bits and pieces type of post.
1. The Big Black Cat.
There's a lot of background to this story but because I don't want to identify the person involved I'm going to have to keep it vague. Suffice to say that there's a person who took elderly cats off our hands and when she went abroad last year, Andrea of Animal Krackers took a week each to look after the four cats in her house. Then recently we heard that she'd been taken into hospital so I went to take care of the cats, going in the morning and teatime to feed them and do what was necessary to the cat litter. This time, however, there were only two and I noticed immediately that one of them, despite being on medication, had a condition which had seriously deteriorated.
I took these photos at Wendy's (our regular vet) with my phone hence the poor quality where he was diagnosed with a flea allergy and he was covered in them. You can't tell but he has one green eye and one brown and he's also very friendly.
The afternoon after I took him to the vet I called round and found another gentleman arriving to feed the cats. We were both surprised but, as he just lived locally, we agreed he'd keep doing in and I'd provide food and litter as neccessary. Which was fine. A few days later he called me to tell me the owner was back but that she was moving. Next day I called round to check on the cats to find someone else there -but no owner- boxing up stuff for her. There was no sign of the other cat either. Next morning I came back again to find no-one there, everything boxed up, and just big baldy in residence. I don't even know if he'd been fed.
Enough was enough. I rang Carole who agreed to take him so I took him and he's now being looked after.
2. Animal Krackers Cat Re-homing Centre.
I haven't written much about this for a while because I've got sick of promises unfulfilled and constant put-offs. But now, only three months late, we should be starting to take in cats by the end of next week. But only believe that when I publish photos here of cats in residence and don't hold your breath.
Meanwhile, here are some crappy pictures I took last week. They were taken when I brought a van full of cat furniture to be stored on site.
3. Two Kittens.
Got a call this morning. A dad had just got two 8-week old kittens for his children who screamed the place down in fear when they saw them. He was really upset about having to re-home them but it just hadn't worked out. I called Carole who I knew would take them in and went round to pick them up. By the time I'd got to Carole's she already had a home for them. She'd just received a call from a lady who sounded -and proved to be- very nice. I spoke to Carole a minute ago to confirm they had been re-homed and they had.
If only it was always that easy.
Here they are.
4. Three kittens.
I don't know much about these except that Carole took them in last week and immediately got them to Wendy's for treatment. They're a little wild but are being tamed down by Carole's grand daughter.