I put my heart and soul into helping these cats out. I have no money, let's face it, no right to be doing this. And yet, I've helped thousands. The most help I deliver is in spay/neuter because that prevents deaths, lots of deaths and lots of suffering. But the burden I bear, helping these unwanted cats out is sometimes unbearable. I have no human support whatsoever. In fact, I take abuse, manipulation, and lies every day, working to help cats, here in Albany, OR. The sadness sometimes overwhelms me. Mostly, I stuff the pain.
I love Twister already. But, there are no options for this sweet guy who some asshole didn't get fixed. Nobody adopts FIV positive cats. Nobody. It'll be extremely hard to even find a home for Frap because he's an adult male.
So tomorrow, Twister's time on Earth will come to an end. And I'll be angry, I know, and I'll drive down Clover Ridge with the windows open screaming curses at that god forsaken neighborhood on his behalf.

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