Computer Running Again

For now my PC is running again. I finally took it apart and put it back together and then it ran. But I think the key was unhooking the modem for awhile altogether. I think it was a comcastic issue, to be blunt.

But anyhow, I took Tiki up to Portland, to Keni, who will house her for two months. I told her what happened with Cat and she said not to take it personally that they won't let her foster anymore, after she went through the class and all. Guess they think she has too many cats.

I told her it hurt me and made me cry afterwards and she said she shouldn't be lecturing me and they're probably just cash strapped or something. Big shelters have huge overhead, with building involved costs and salaries and wages. Just sky high overhead, so they have to try to come up with money somehow. And it's a lot of pressure. I bet it is. They're under no obligation to take in cats from me or anybody else and I understand them needing money to care for more cats.

That is something people out there, who want rescues or shelters to take their unwanted cats in, need to realize--that it costs that shelter or rescue cold cash to care for somebody's elses unwanted cats.

I know how frustrated I become, like with the old woman who died situation, nobody willing to pitch in at all, to help with the costs--not neighbors and so far, not the woman's family either. To ask other people or a person, strangers, to shoulder the cost, is really very arrogant. The neighbor who dumped out the cats to begin with should be paying the entire cost.

Since the old woman took them on, then if she feeds them, it was her responsibility. After she died, it was the families. But none of these folks stepped up to the responsibility plate. Instead, they loaded it onto a kind-hearted stranger, apparently without any guilt or conscience to the contrary. There's something wrong there. Something immoral. So I do understand that taking in more cats costs money. I sure understand that.

When I took them, I took the responsibility on, not Cat Adoption. I understand that. So I even understand why the woman told me what she did, and she's right. Sure, it's hurtful to me, but if I rescue cats I should be able to find them homes myself. That's the long and short of it.

So she went with me to take Slurpy to his new home, with a couple of guys, might be gay. I love adopting to gay couples, to be honest. They are THE BEST adoptors, attentive, loving and take super care of their pets. I was so happy Slurpy got such a great home. They also gave a $100 donation to Poppa! That will fix four more male cats.

Soda is going to a home tomorrow. And two cats are going in to be fixed. I do have someone who might be interested in one of the Matildas, but they won't consider either unless they are tested. So I'm getting them both tested tomorrow. I've gotten several cats tested from the situation they came from, so I am very confident they'll both be negative. Anyhow, tomorrow I take up another cat from the same downtown Albany place that I have already taken in 14 from. Someone is moving from someplace else and asked them to babysit their female. When she was at their place visiting the cat, when I returned some others, she agreed that her cat also needs fixed.

Out in rural Linn, some folks who borrowed a trap from me, were successful in catching one of two strays showing up, so I'll pick him up in the morning too. Also, I have to take my car to the shop tomorrow or Thursday so they can try to figure out what noise number two is all about. That's the metallic chain sounding chatter.

I spent half the day trying to get my files off the computer and saved to disc frantically in case of total demise only to suddenly have the computer brighten to live again. Well, what can I say.