Tuesday, July 13, 2010
In my last blog I told everyone of what I had to go through to catch the little kitten we call Robin. I had her brother and now I had them both, they were safe. I was planning on taking them to the vet, getting them shots, wormed and finding a home.
My g/f asked if she and her daughter and friend could come over and see the kittens. They are both teenagers (16 and17). I specifically said they could if they followed what I said. I kind of laughed about this because they weren't babies. I was socializing the kittens and the more they were held the better.
They got to my house mid day. I was showing them the scars on my hands and brought them into the garage. The girls sat in front of the cage and I gave each one a kitten. I said very specifically if the kitten gets squirmy put it back in the cage. No big deal right??
Within a minute both girls had set the kittens down and they had run off . BOTH OF THEM!! I was so shocked I couldn't speak. I threw everyone out. My garage isn't just an open space but a vast array of boxes and things piled to the ceiling. My car isn't even in there right now!!!
By the end of the evening I was able to coax out the male and I grabbed him. In fear he re-ripped open my hand but at least I got him. I couldn't find the other one. I went back into the house absolutely hysterical crying.
It has been several days now. I am no closer to capturing the kitten than I was the first. I have seen her once. I am beside myself in disbelief. I just can't stop crying and when I do I become so upset that I actually feel my blood pressure go so high my ears ring! I WENT TO THE HOSPITAL FOR THIS KITTEN. She had a future. She was going to know what a home was, what a family was, what being loved was and now that's gone. Stolen from her by a moment of stupidity!! A four year old could have followed my instructions!
Now my window is closing. There is only a certain amount of time to turn around a ferral kitten before it can't be done. She's almost 10 weeks and soon it will be to late, that is if I can get her at all. I HAD HER!!! I really thought I had rescued them! Her brother is at my vets, safe and loved and cuddled all day by everyone in his office and she is wandering around, hiding behind boxes.
If I can't get her I don't know what I will do. I may have to call in animal control in which case they will take her and put her down or I may have to open the garage and let her go. She will have a horrible life growing up in the wild and most likely be killed by a car or other animal and if not, pregnant by 6 months and a life span of 3 years if she's lucky.
I cry all the time. I have scars on my hands that will never go away from catching her but I thought it was all worth it because I saved her life. Now this. I can't even get into the law that says I have to watch her for 10 days in case she gets sick or I will have to have a series of painful rabies shots in my stomach.
I am going to try and find a butterfly net. I might be able to catch her with that but I no longer have any hope. I am still on pain medication for my ripped up hands and antibiotics for the infections that I got for absolutely NOTHING!
I was in the city today working and had to get off the bus because I started to cry. It's all I do, sit and cry. This poor little kitten is a good as dead and she had everything right in front of her. How cruel is that?
Just needed to add that I have a humane trap set and that is how we got her in the first place. She just won't go in it again I'm sorry to say.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
I am a huge animal lover. I have worked with animals for over 30 years now and cannot sit by and let any animal suffer.
For the past week, two adorable kittens have been coming to my door to be fed. Of course, I obliged and kept feeding them daily until I could borrow a trap. A couple of days ago I trapped the first one. He is so cute, black and white, but ferral. Before I had him 2 days, he was tamed, purring and we were cuddling him.
His litter mate was more difficult. I finally caught him this morning. Also absolutely adorable, mostly gray with white markings and even more ferral.
This morning my daughter wanted to see the new one because she was asleep when we got him. I told her to be very careful and not let him out as he wasn't tame yet.
When she didn't come back for a very long time I knew something had happened. He got out and she had him trapped in the back room of our garage. I finally cornered him, reached in and grabbed him and he went crazy. He bit clean through two of my fingers, bit more of my hand and scratched my arm very badly. I never let go and got him back into the cage with his brother.
I was a bloody mess and went upstairs and had my daughter call the E.R. They said to come in immediately as these always get infected. I was shaking like a leaf.
We spent several hours in the hospital. The put me on I.V. antibiotics, gave me a tetus shot and I am on heavy duty pain killers.
What a day! I had so much to do today but nothing got done. I didn't even get to see my son leave for camp. Tomorrow will be the telling day. They are worried about severe swelling and tomorrow I will know for sure. I have to watch the kittens for 10 days to make sure they are healthy.
Sigh.....at least they are safe and will no longer have to worry about them getting hit by a car and they also will no longer be in the wild and breed and create more unwanted animals.
Now, I need to find them a home. Anyone want a pair of cute kittens????
Friday, July 02, 2010
Today is a truly glorious day. It's about 70 degrees, not a cloud in the sky and even me, the die hard "I hate to exercise" woman just walked 4 miles. It was really beautiful walking around the lake. A cool breeze was blowing and it went by quickly. It was the first time I managed to get out in quite a while. Very good for me, I know that.
I have been feeling a little better of late but I know I need some help. My BFF Dawn told me she would actually sit with me and help me call some psychiatrists that are on my insurance so I can get help with my depression and anxiety. What a wonderful friend and I am very blessed to have her in my life.
Tomorrow is the huge flea market that I just love. I will spend about half a day there and believe me, I will get lots of walking in!!
Hope everyone has a great holiday weekend!
Thursday, June 17, 2010
This has been a really difficult week for me. On Tuesday, at baseball practice, my son broke his arm. Poor kid. He was so excited about this summer. He was on a county team that had scouted him and he had great potential to improve his already great skills. He was going to wrestling camp where he was going to get a little leg up when he tried out for the high school team. This was the summer of his dreams! Everything is over, done. He is devastated and my heart hurts for him.
Yesterday, at the orthopedics office the Dr. told us that it could have been so much worse. The crack in the bone hadn't separated and if he didn't hurt that arm again for a month, it would heal quickly. He said had it been just a little worse he would have needed surgery, screws in his arm and a long rehab. We really dodged a bullet.....or did we?
When I had a moment to just breathe and reflect on everything I realized that this happened on the anniversary of my mother's passing. It was two years ago that she died.
You may all think that I'm nuts but I truly believe she was watching out for him. She loved her family and her grandchildren were everything! Actually, about 6 months after her passing I was in the city (NYC) and I was just about to cross a street when I felt a weird tug at the back of my shirt and stepped back. There was no one behind me and at that moment there was a car accident right in front of me. Had I been walking there, I would have been killed. To this day I believe my mom pulled me back.
It's ok if you think I'm a little nuts. You won't be the only one but I do believe she watches over her family.
Now I have to figure out what I'm going to do with my one handed son this summer.
Like I said, it's been a tough week.
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