Tiny Tim is Going to Huntington Beach!

My brother is donating his miles to transport Tiny Tim to his new home. This is very exciting. Even the vet clinic is excited for him. He will get his health cert for travel the same day his stitches are removed. And, if all goes as planned, a week from Saturday, Tiny Tim will be flying south, not just for the winter either.

What a nice ending for a nice kitty. No more flopping along Albany sidewalks in the dark, to gulp food on a porch.

Tiny Tim is Going to Huntington Beach!

My brother is donating his miles to transport Tiny Tim to his new home. This is very exciting. Even the vet clinic is excited for him. He will get his health cert for travel the same day his stitches are removed. And, if all goes as planned, a week from Saturday, Tiny Tim will be flying south, not just for the winter either.

What a nice ending for a nice kitty. No more flopping along Albany sidewalks in the dark, to gulp food on a porch.

Six Cats to be Fixed Tomorrow?

Guess I've rounded up six cats to take in tomorrow. An old woman I've trapped for before, years ago though, called the vet clinic, wanting help. Five more had showed up. I set traps then went back late and according to her, the three I caught are three of the five new arrivals she has been feeding. So that's good.

Two more boys from Albany are going in and a Corvallis female.

I've been distracted lately I guess, still in turmoil over the loss of that white female I thought went to such a good home. Not knowing what they did to her has me in tears sometimes still, and I wake in nightmares some nights. I hope that woman doesn't get more cats. I don't know what is going on with her but it scares me, in a way, to think of those cats at her mercy, and what happened to them, she won't say. And what if she is out getting more. I think about that, too.

Tiny Tim is doing just fine, on the plus side, and so is the mom, with her kittens, now in foster. There are those good things at least. I try to get my mind away from thinking about the white female. When I am tired, or alone too long, the despair over it bubbles through.

It's a complicated and dangerous world out there and I often do not understand it. I want to believe people and believe in people. Some people are masters in the art of manipulation, theiving, lying, and doing monstrous things with no remorse. I can't understand such minds.

The web has made life easier for cat rescues. But in some ways, the web has become a web of lies so deep how can a simple person be expected to untangle the truth? I don't know who I am talking to on the web these days. I don't know if someone is giving their real name, and I never trust a stranger contacting me anymore on the web that they are telling the truth. That's the way the world works now, unfortunately.

But it is especially common in the anonymous enabling freedom of the web. People unleash and their true nature can be seen. What are you like on the web? Do you hide in anonymous commenting and posts and fake name e-mails to vent your internal conflicts and wrath and self righteousness? Do you?

When you can do and say things where nobody will every know its' you, how do you behave? Because what you do and say when nobody knows defines clearly who you are.

So I guess it's six cats tomorrow, at least. I thought I'd have none.

Six Cats to be Fixed Tomorrow?

Guess I've rounded up six cats to take in tomorrow. An old woman I've trapped for before, years ago though, called the vet clinic, wanting help. Five more had showed up. I set traps then went back late and according to her, the three I caught are three of the five new arrivals she has been feeding. So that's good.

Two more boys from Albany are going in and a Corvallis female.

I've been distracted lately I guess, still in turmoil over the loss of that white female I thought went to such a good home. Not knowing what they did to her has me in tears sometimes still, and I wake in nightmares some nights. I hope that woman doesn't get more cats. I don't know what is going on with her but it scares me, in a way, to think of those cats at her mercy, and what happened to them, she won't say. And what if she is out getting more. I think about that, too.

Tiny Tim is doing just fine, on the plus side, and so is the mom, with her kittens, now in foster. There are those good things at least. I try to get my mind away from thinking about the white female. When I am tired, or alone too long, the despair over it bubbles through.

It's a complicated and dangerous world out there and I often do not understand it. I want to believe people and believe in people. Some people are masters in the art of manipulation, theiving, lying, and doing monstrous things with no remorse. I can't understand such minds.

The web has made life easier for cat rescues. But in some ways, the web has become a web of lies so deep how can a simple person be expected to untangle the truth? I don't know who I am talking to on the web these days. I don't know if someone is giving their real name, and I never trust a stranger contacting me anymore on the web that they are telling the truth. That's the way the world works now, unfortunately.

But it is especially common in the anonymous enabling freedom of the web. People unleash and their true nature can be seen. What are you like on the web? Do you hide in anonymous commenting and posts and fake name e-mails to vent your internal conflicts and wrath and self righteousness? Do you?

When you can do and say things where nobody will every know its' you, how do you behave? Because what you do and say when nobody knows defines clearly who you are.

So I guess it's six cats tomorrow, at least. I thought I'd have none.

Who's Going to LA? Tiny Tim Needs a Ride to His New Home?

Long time blog reader and cat lover, Kate, from Huntington Beach, would love to adopt Tiny Tim. And I would love him to be with her. I would know how well he would be cared for with Kate. And loved. I would never worry about him again.

But, she lives south of LA. How to get Tiny Tim, from Albany, OR, to Huntington Beach. I don't think my car would make it, without some breakdowns along the way. Their car won't make it up here either, similar issues.

So, what cat lover out there is headed south to the LA area, for whatever reason, in the near future? Anyone?

Who's Going to LA? Tiny Tim Needs a Ride to His New Home?

Long time blog reader and cat lover, Kate, from Huntington Beach, would love to adopt Tiny Tim. And I would love him to be with her. I would know how well he would be cared for with Kate. And loved. I would never worry about him again.

But, she lives south of LA. How to get Tiny Tim, from Albany, OR, to Huntington Beach. I don't think my car would make it, without some breakdowns along the way. Their car won't make it up here either, similar issues.

So, what cat lover out there is headed south to the LA area, for whatever reason, in the near future? Anyone?

Six Kittens Fixed Today

I took up six kittens to be fixed today. I was unaware I had appointments down here, too. That was a mix up. I had meant to tell them no appointments today, but probably got mixed up in so doing. They were gracious about my mistake.

The six kittens were three from the Clover Ridge mom cat, abandoned by tenants with her seven two day old kittens. Three of them got fixed today. Three more were from a household on College Park. They said they found the three dariling long hair tortis dumped outside and took them in. They are unbelievably cute!

I stopped in and said hello to Happy, who is doing very well, and, of course, very happy, where he is in foster. Mom and her three from downtown Albany, are also in foster there and doing just fine. It was nice to see them again.

Tiny Tim is taking over the place. He's laid back, easy going and likes to sleep cuddled next to me in bed, provoking intense jealousy however, among some of my crowd. I have be sneaky to do it, which is just so wrong.

Anyhow, Tiny Tim is doing great.

All is well in Catland.