Tag: cats

Transport Thursday!

It was apparently Celebrate Ears at transport today. I offer you these.


Tex


Rocky


Jupiter


Jax


Deanna

Every week I’m dumbfounded by the animals people of Houston consider disposable. Our transport rescue has saved more than 29,000 of them since 2013, and with all the animal rescue groups here and the new ones now transporting animals out of Houston, maybe one day we can achieve our dream of being a “no kill” city.

Looks can be deceiving


Today I went to the clinic to get some photographs of pups new to our rescue’s program. Here, Vet Tech Justin is just finishing helping a cat foster with two of her sick kitties. Doesn’t everyone look relaxed?

Two minutes later, three fosters came in bringing various samples from their animals, a puppy had to do some complaining over getting a booster shot, and two near-feral puppies arrived to get ALL THE THINGS. It’s not easy to give vaccinations, fecals, and get weights and temps on terrified dogs.

I am amazed at how calm our vet staff stays while they handle it all. I am always Team Clinic! (As a followup, I saw those scared puppies later in their kennels and they were acting like nothing had happened. Little drama dogs!)

Doing it again

If you have some spare change, please contribute to my fundraising page for our organization’s Saving Pets Challenge. Any amount is great, and please don’t feel obligated to pay the fee. All your money will go toward rescuing, rehabilitating, and transporting dogs and cats to new forever homes. THANK YOU if you can!

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If you squint hard at this group of fantastic volunteers, staffers, and fosters, you can see Jeter the husky and Ginya and Gibbs, two chihuahua mixes who were among those traveling this week. You may also see Connor in the blue shirt, who is almost a year hold now, but his mama wouldn’t let us send him to Colorado. =)

Transport Thursday!


Y’all, this is Evelyn. I’m the first to admit I’m not a cat person. I don’t dislike them; they’re just not my choice of companion animal. But I have an unreasonable and unending love of Evelyn. She came into our rescue program with a host of issues: stomach problems, skin problems, and a bad left eye. She was fostered by one of our foster coordinators, Laura, which meant that she came to work with Laura a lot and took up residence in a cat condo in the area where the foster coordinators work. Anytime I went to the clinic, I’d see Evelyn.

Whether she was asleep or up playing with a toy, as soon as she’d see me, and I’d say, “Evelyn!” she’d jump up and be all happy and watchful. She did this with everyone, not just me. No matter how she might have felt physically or what she was coping with, she was always happy, always affectionate, and always glad to see new and old friends. A lot of times she wasn’t in the cat condo because someone would be holding her and letting her drape herself around their necks. She had surgery to remove the bad eye and spent a little time in the cone of shame, but even that couldn’t daunt her spirit.

I’m talking about her in the past tense not because anything bad happened to her. Instead, today she traveled to her rescue in Colorado so a home can be found for her. I’m happy for Evelyn, but as for the rest of us–we didn’t want to see her go! It was a tough goodbye. If we had our selfish way, she’d have stayed at our clinic forever as our mascot cat. But that isn’t the best life for Evelyn. She deserves a home with people who can marvel at the wonder she is and give her even more love than we have.

Farewell, little pirate cat. I know I’ll be glancing at your cat condo for a long time, hoping to see your happy, inquisitive face looking back at me.