I am not going to do further trapping at the Crabtree locale. That's becasue the woman won't return calls and then when I finally got ahold of her, was snippy and rude.
She is the one who called and wanted help.
I wish I could get the rest fixed, and when I go pick up my stuff in the morning, wiil try to catch the one female left, but if I can't I see no reason to sit around there trying when she is not wanting involved, other than to ask me to do it, and then be rude to me.
I do not understand people.
Off and on, since I moved here, at night, usually still air nights, there is a horrible stench to the air. Horrible. It is so bad tonight the smell burns my nose, eyes. What is it? I don't know. I don't know if it's a nearby meth lab or emissions from the many industrial plants on the street a block away. All I know is it stinks and burns my nose and is awful.
I am a Cat Woman. My self-appointed mission in life is to save the feline world! To accomplish this mission, I get cats fixed. Perhaps my mission might be slightly delusional. This blog is a mishmash of wishful thinking, rants, experiences as I remember them and of course, cat stories and cat photos. I have a nonprofit now, to help keep the cats here cared for and to fix community cats. Happy Cat Club formed in 2015. Currently, we are on a mission to fix 10,000 cats.
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