Saturday, May 14, 2016

Exhaustion HIts Home


I returned the 9 cats fixed Thursday yesterday morning.

I'd gotten a decent nights sleep, I'll say, but often after clinics I have to "make up" sleep and since I don't do well at all, if sleep deprived, I knew it would hit me yesterday at some point.  Late afternoon, I was done, could not do another thing.

Once there at the park Friday morning, returning the last cats, I asked about a muted torbi tux, with collar, whom I was told was pregnant.   She looked a little pregnant.  I tracked down the trailer where she'd once lived.  Guy said his roommate owned her and he'd moved out and left her.  The other roommates there did not want her and she was on her own.  Thankfully a couple other trailers had fed her.

So I got relinquishment and took her.  Heartland agreed to take her on.

I took her over, not long after I got home with all those empty dirty traps and carriers and a pile of laundry to do.  I had to clean the bathroom of any scent of the four who had been briefly using it, before and after they were fixed, too, or there would be trouble.  Sam was already on a wild rage over the scent of unfixed male.

I got home from Heartland, after leaving the muted torbi tux there, happy with the weeks work, only to find messages on my phone from the gray cat trailer people.  They wanted me to come over now and get the other mother's kittens, as she wasn't nursing them.   This was their third unfixed female that had had kittens.  I took the first litter, whom I found starving on their porch and got that mom fixed.  The 2nd one I knew about, another gray female, had her kittens, didn't nurse them and they died.  I didn't know about a third female.  I couldn't go over for this litter.  I was too exhausted and gave them both KATA's number and that of Meow Village.  It was all I could do.

Later on, about 7:00 p.m. Heartland called.  The little muted torbi girl had mouth cancer and they wanted  permission to euthanize.   Mouth cancer is so common in cats and likely because they groom, so anything toxic that gets on them, from the environment, ends up in their mouths, including cigarette smoke fallout.    This would be her end.  I cried and cried over it, being tired already and feeling sad for all the innocent lives affected by all thats toxic in that trailer park.
RI.P sweet girl
While I'd been at Heartland, I checked on little Cayenne, the gray mother cat from gray cat trailer who had not nursed her kittens.  Her kittens had died and they relinquished her.  She is so petite and young.  Three quarter length tail too.  A bit hesitant but then a love bug.  She's at Heartland under the name Cayenne and available for adoption.
I visited Cayenne at Heartland

When I was over there at the trailer park returning cats, I'd talked to a woman, who behaved almost normal then.  Wasn't long though, afterwards, she walked towards the dumpster, and then got into a car with someone else.  At this point, she was not normal, was moving all over the place and twisting her face and head.  As the car went by me, she turned and looked my way.  Her mouth was wide open and screwed grotesquely to the side.  I can't get that out of my head.  I knew the change was due to drugs, meth being the usual suspect.

She was in my nightmares last night, as the hexanbeast in Grimm.  Cats were involved and zombies too and I was trying to survive. I'd grabbed some kittens and was running a maze of monsters trying to get out of there.

Today the texts started again, from the gray cat trailer, that no one had answered when they called other groups to take the kittens, could I come up and get the kittens today.  A friend volunteered.  She would be in Sweet Home anyhow.  But when I asked the gray cat people if I could pick up the mom cat for spay on Tuesday, along with the two boys they don't want, I was met with dead silence.  Funny how that is.  And quite normal I would start thinking the worst for the adult cats.

KATA responded to my plea to check on them, and drove away with the mother cat and three kittens.  I can't tell you the relief that flooded me.  Maybe no nightmares tonight?  It was the Nyquil last night.  Gives me vivid dreams.  I wonder why or what's in that stuff that can make dreams quite colorful and memorable.  Maybe I don't want to know what's in it.

I enjoy the trailer park stint even though its difficult sometimes.  It's like solving a mystery to figure out what cats are what, who is fixed and who isn't, tracking them down, methodically to get it done.  Like putting a puzzle together. I enjoy cat wrangling.

I received a letter yesterday from my PCP.  I've received these letters before and was fairly sure what it would say before I opened it.  Sure enough, my PCP has quit her PCP job to do something else and I'd need to find another PCP.   I hate that.  Happens about every two years or so.  I can't imagine finding another provider once again.

15 comments:

  1. Dealing with all the cats is exhausting enough... but to deal with the folks who neglect, abuse or just don't care (about themselves as well) just has to be overwhelming. Again, I admire your strength and your kindness.

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    1. I know. If people would step out of the way, not impede the effort, it could be accomplished very quickly. If they helped, instead of impeded, it could be done even quicker. Instead unfortunately people get between the solution and the problem and muck it all up.

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  2. Anonymous4:57 AM

    Google was helpful with Nyquil but not PCP?

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    1. PCP--Primary Care Physician, although we use the term here for whomever we see in lieu of a doctor. My primary care person was a nurse practitioner. Was. Because I got the letter and she's not doing it anymore. It can be difficult to find providers (PCP's) willing to take patients who are on medicare or medicaid. Very difficult. I'd finally resorted to a county health clinic. In another county, no less.

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  3. I have vivid dreams a lot and feel for you. Bless your heart. How sad about the poor little girl's mouth cancer. I never knew it was a common thing. :( And best wishes on finding a new PCP. I hate that, too, though have been blessed not to be forced to deal with it too terribly often. May a windfall of good health and financial abundance come your way.

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    1. Thanks Darla. I didn't mind the vivid dreams that night. Make nights interesting especially when I can recall one like that. I go to the doctor once a year, for bloodwork, any complaints, that's about it. So far I've not had a terrible ailment I've not been able to deal with myself, not in recent years, like wait it out, or find out what is wrong online, etc. But getting old, so I'm sure something is coming.

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    2. I hope the future is bright! You are a real light in this world. :)

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  4. I don't know how you deal with the people you do while trying to help their cats. I don't think I could. That's why I'm glad that there are people out there like you who work hard to make it happen.

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    1. Sometimes I can handle such things and sometimes I can't. The trick is to know when to call it a week.

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  5. Anonymous11:36 AM

    This is so difficult. I am so sorry. I wish I were there to help, especially with bottle feeding. Bless your heart.

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  6. Sad as it was, at least the muted torbi had a quick and gentle end. Which she wouldn't have had without you.
    Thank you - for those who cannot, and those who do not say it.

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  7. Pure exhaustion leads to some of the worst nightmares. It's the brain misfiring and gives us no rest. WHY is it that trailer parks and low pay housing contains the most animal cruelty? I assume they are angry over their situation, but does giving innocent creatures a horrifying life fix theirs???

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    1. It's an embarrassment to those of us who are low income and responsible.

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