Another Pinkie Caught

I hated to return the Pink House black female, but I had no choice. I did so after returning the big gray tux male, Buttons, to the homeless shelter downtown. He and the pregnant female from there were fixed yesterday. The female from the homeless shelter is now recuperating in my bathroom from her surgery. She has a severe URI and I have her on antibiotics.

While there at the Pink House, I treated several of the younger cats for runny eyes, with terrmycin I had in my car. One cat needs on antibiotics. Several tried to climb into my car. They want to come home with me. I understand why.

I wormed several of them again. And I saw the scruffy tabby male who isn't fixed and caught him. I finally braved the Pink House lady, to tell her I'd brought back the female she calls Dipstick. She really didn't care one way or another. She was hot into her beer drinking even that early in the day. She wanted me to go to the store and get her five 24 oz cans. She handed me a ten spot for the beer. I wasn't going to to go for her, be her slave. Then I cut a deal. Let me get the Blue Pt. fixed and I will go. I should have made her sign something, but I got verbal permission at least. She was hurting for her morning breakfast beer fix I guess. Tomorrow I'll catch him. I was resentful even so, going to get her beer. Like some slave.

Hey taxpayers, she's going after disability. Then you get to pay for her to sit there in front of a TV all day drinking beer. Yeah! Ain't America great?

I was resentful enough when I returned to keep the Blue Pt. fix recessed. I let go on her, not only about how she manipulates and lies to people, but also how dare she apply for disability, when she could get off her butt and quit drinking beer and do something besides manipulate others, lie and take on cats she doesn't care for.

I was mad all right and fed up having to take her lies and her holy crap, just so I could get all those cats fixed, at no cost to her, to save them from her, and to help the neighborhood. I told her "Don't you ever ask me to do a beer run or anything else for you. Get up and go take care of your sick cats."

Things should not be this way. Nobody should have to tiptoe around someone that negligant, that lazy, or behave like their slave, so as to help the animals she is neglecting and make the neighborhood more livable. That's reverse of the way things should be. Totally reverse.

Well anyhow, I have cat number 14 here, from the Pink House, and he'll be fixed tomorrow. It's lucky for the cats there that they have me because they have nobody else. Besides the five others, three from Lebanon and two from Albany. Six tomorrow. I better quit now so as not to overwhelm my really nice vets and their family.