Back in July, Roger was found as a stray by a volunteer, then kept in a foster home. He was fostered by a volunteer until his arrival at STAF on Oct. 19th. A super-friendly young dog, Roger loves to race around the yard at top speed! A very sweet boy, Roger adores all of the attention that we volunteers love to give him.
This is a hard story, but we hope you see only the wonderful side of it: the bravery and determination of a rescuer and the strength and trust of the animal she saved.
We got a call from an older lady in Kentucky Sunday night. She was calling from her car, obviously in tears. She had come out of the grocery and saw a group of 4 boys in a corner where two buildings met. To her horror, she realized they were kicking a small, live animal – a cat. Bless this woman’s brave heart! There were four of them; they were younger and stronger than she was; but she refused to let fear win. Leaving the safety and anonymity of her car, she yelled at the top of her lungs and moved as fast as she could toward the cat. She ignored the insults, picked up the badly beaten cat lying on the ground, and proudly walked back to her car. Through her tears, she relayed her story to us and asked for the help the cat needed right away. We thought if she can pull off a rescue like that, we could certainly lend a hand!
Wolfman Jack has obviously had a tough time of it, probably even before the attack. He’s very thin, has no front claws, and ears that show the signs of frostbite. His face and mouth are badly swollen, he has some broken bones, he trembles when touched, and he’s afraid to look anyone in the eye. But he knows. He knows he was rescued through an act of great bravery and he’s trying hard to find the same bravery within himself. He allows us to gently rub his neck and gives us the tiniest purr when we fuss over him. He eats a bite of food, then looks to see if anyone is watching, and when we tell him what a good boy he is, he eats another bite. It may be a slow process, but we’re determined to him heal in every way.
How lucky we are to be given this opportunity to help two heroes find a happy ending. We can’t wait till we can show you an “after” picture of Wolfman Jack. He may carry physical scars for a long time, but we hope very soon, his eyes will show that the emotional ones are gone.
Hershey was in the Estill County Shelter in Kentucky and was pulled from death row to be boarded at a vet’s office in Kentucky. He arrived at STAF on Oct. 7th, and is a very sweet, yet timid, young dog. We look forward to getting to know him better as he settles in at STAF.
Jones is a about a year old, and a sweet young Shepherd mix. At the end of August, he was rescued from Estill County Shelter in Kentucky where he was scheduled for euthanasia. He then spent a month at a vet’s office until we had room for him at STAF. Jones is a shy boy, but he is coming around already.
Have you ever seen a more sweet, trusting face? We haven’t either. This darling little tabby is Kirby. He’s just over a pound and was found outdoors last week, completely alone, and missing a front foot. We have no idea how it happened, but from the damage, it’s obvious Kirby suffered some type of injury.
What a trooper he is though! He has allowed us to clean and medicate the wound, and purrs through it all. He loves to be close to your face, rubbing his cheek against yours. He eats like a champ and has the cutest tubby-tummy, complete with tabby spots. He even cleans his new buddy, a little kitten named Plumber. What a sweet little guy!
He’ll likely lose his front leg, but what he misses in limbs, we know he’ll make up for in personality. His is a wonderful one. Whoever takes this special little guy home is really getting a special treat!
We’re grateful someone ran across this little guy during a dry spell.
The neighbors of a volunteer heard a small cry last weekend while out for a walk. They listened to the small echo and realized something was in a storm sewer. It turned out to be a small kitten, and he was just inches from the drain pipe! Luckily, the neighbors knew to call on their handy STAF volunteer, and successful rescue efforts ensued.
Little Plumber is now safe, sound, and dry at the shelter. He’s about 5 weeks old, has a new “brother” named Kirby, and couldn’t be cuter. …we wonder if he’ll be one of those kitties that’s obsessed with the bathroom faucet?
Sydney and Sawyer came to us from a hoarding situation. A woman with a yard full of unaltered cats, had taken a litter of tiny 2-week-old kittens from their mother and was feeding them human baby formula. Needless to say, it didn’t exactly agree with their digestion. After all but two of the kittens had died, the woman brought what remained of the litter to the shelter.
They were in rough shape, with awful yellow diarrhea and severe dehydration. It didn’t look as if they’d make it through the first night. But Sydney and Sawyer are fighters! After 24 hours of intensive medical and feeding care, they began to turn around. Now, almost a week later, they look downright chubby, have lovely fluffy blue coats, and excellent appetites. They smell considerably better too. (Don’t worry – we’re working on spaying/neutering the yard kitties!)
We wish the picture could better express her personality. She looks very serious in this shot, but that’s not Charlene at all! She’s sweet, loving, gentle, trusting, and just a little silly. She came to us earlier this week, a homeless neighborhood cat who had been hit by a car. After the accident, she was unable to use her back legs, so a young boy carried her, holding onto her front legs, to a neighbor he knew would help. It couldn’t have been a comfortable trip, but Charlene must have understood the boy’s intentions were good.
She’ll need some surgery to fix a broken pelvis and leg, but is expected to make a full recovery. We hope we can find her a home with an animal-loving child who will take care of her – that seems appropriate.
This shy little girl really needed some help. She’s a half grown colony cat who was trapped last week to be spayed, then released. Thankfully the clinic vet checked her teeth and gums while she was under and realized Eva has severe dental disease. A few of her teeth had rotted to the point they needed to be removed on the spot. Without further help in terms of soft food and a complete dental, she’d live in constant pain and be unable to feed herself as a colony cat, so the colony caregiver brought her to STAF.
She’s still pretty shy, but has decided the twice-a-day canned food the volunteers bring her is pretty cool! We’re sure she’ll settle in soon and when she has gained some weight, will be a STAF Tooth Fairy Fund recipient. We’re so glad she found her way to the shelter!
Electra’s story is common for colony kittens. She was born outside, on the edge of a park, to a mother who hadn’t reached a year old yet. A woman who had been feeding and spaying/neutering the homeless cats in the area, took in the tiny mother and her litter of eight. The mother was too young to produce enough milk, and although the woman did everything she knew to do, one by one, the kittens passed away. The woman was heartbroken. With the last kitten beginning to fade, she asked fellow animal lovers who may be able to help, and eventually gave STAF a call. We said we’d do our best.
Electra arrived in rough shape. She was underweight, dehydrated, had horrible diarrhea, and at five and a half weeks old, weighed only 7 ounces. But talk about a little girl with a big personality – she let us know right off the bat we had better give it our all since that’s what she was doing! She squawked for food at least hourly, allowed us to gently wash her twice a day to keep her backside clean, and took her medicine without complaint. We’re so proud of her! In just a week, she has gained over half a pound, is using her tiny Tupperware litter box, and is even giving us a hand by cleaning her own paws and face.
She still has plenty of attitude and an awful lot to say, but that’s fine – she’s a great reminder of what a little spark can do!
The police arrived at the shelter last Monday morning. Generally, no one wants to see the law on the doorstep, and our team leader that morning thought, “What a way to start the week.”
The off-duty officer explained that his landlord had opened the door of a recently vacated apartment, expecting to find a mess to clean. Instead, he found a tiny, frightened, 5-week-old kitten in a hamster cage, sitting alone in the middle of the living room. The kitten must have felt terribly vulnerable with no place to hide, no way to protect himself. He backed against the corner of the cage and hissed as the man tried to calm him. Not knowing how to safely remove the kitten from the cage, he called a policeman living close by, and together they loaded the kitten, hamster cage and all, into the back of a cruiser and off he went to STAF, complete with police escort.
It turns out the kitten is really very sweet. Our cat volunteers named him Brando, a good, tough name, to give him a little confidence. He has been blended with a litter and is settling right in, hopping, jumping, and playing happily with his new family. When he’s had all his shots and is ready to go, we’ll try to find him a nice, law-abiding family. One stay in police custody is plenty!
Fern is our latest “miracle dog.” She has escaped death at least twice already in her young life. Picked up as a stray, she found herself in a rural county shelter just when the warden was planning on destroying all the animals in preparation for his leaving on vacation. (Don’t worry—thanks to some serious hustle, rescuers were able to step in and save them all!) Safe in foster care, Fern was taken to the vet for shots and xrays, as she seemed to be stiff in the rear section. Xrays revealed fractures to her spine, base of the tail and pelvis, most likely from being struck by a car several weeks or months prior. We took her for a consult with an orthopedic specialist, who was amazed at Fern’s mobility. He said that most dogs who had such severe trauma were paralyzed, and that it’s miraculous that she is walking and moving as well as she is. She will be monitored in the upcoming weeks and xrayed again in a few months to see how things look. Time will tell which direction her body is going to go in its healing. It seems to be doing a pretty great job so far. She has a wonderfully sweet personality. No mere fracture is slowing this tail down, as she greets everyone she meets with a big wag.
Rory is 1-2 year old male black lab mix who was pulled from a kill shelter and went into foster care. He was supposed to go to a shelter, who then could not take him, so STAF stepped up for this awesome dog! He is settling in nicely and has made many friends already.
This is one that makes us grateful – grateful someone brought the cat to us, grateful we could help.
Evander is a big unneutered male who lived in Madisonville, a hard neighborhood. He’s 3 years old, but looks about 13. A man had been feeding him since he was a kitten, but Evander lived his rough 3 years as a homeless street cat. All his teeth are broken and jagged, his mouth is swollen, and he drools when he eats. But he eats – always like it’s his last meal. His coat and skin are rough with a host of scars. One ear is crumpled flat against his head, the ear canal packed with dirt and debris. Even his claws are thick and worn to the point they don’t all retract anymore. He has several bb’s imbedded in his body. Feral? No, he’s so sweet. He loves to be touched and somehow has an incredible trust of people.
Over the past week, the man feeding Evander and the other neighborhood cats realized Evander was struggling to walk. He was putting weight only on his front right, and back left legs; it appeared the other 2 may be broken. He made it to the feeding station, but was obviously in a lot of pain. The man reached out to two no-kill organizations, but was told nothing could be done for the suffering cat, other than taking him to the county shelter to be put down. With so many homeless cats out there in need of help, all rescues are overwhelmed, but how unfair to this poor boy. We’re grateful the man kept trying, a friend had told him to try STAF, and we were in a position to help. It took a few more days, but he caught the big guy and brought him in.
The good news is that Evander’s legs aren’t broken. Both limbs are injured, and the untreated wounds are so severely infected and painful that he could no longer walk. With something as simple as antibiotics and basic care, he’s going to be fine. The bad news is that in Evander’s few years on the street, he contracted both the FIV and Feline Leukemia viruses, so his odds of adoption are pretty slim. But that just means we have to work a little harder to give him an abundance of love and comfort right here, in the sanctuary side of our cat area. We want Evander to always know how truly grateful we are he’s with us.
An all-too-common story… Colony cats producing litter after litter, while the rescue and TNR groups try to get everyone spayed and neutered before next season, and most of the kittens not making it to adulthood. That’s the story of Tiki, and her only surviving kitten, Twinkie.
Tiki and Twinkie were found in a colony by one of our Spay/Neuter volunteers. They were both suffering from severe upper respiratory illness, Twinkie’s so severe she developed pneumonia. She became so weak and congested, she couldn’t even nurse. Obviously they weren’t going to make it without some help, so the volunteer wisely brought them in.
When they first arrived at the shelter, neither was breathing very well, but after a week of intensive care, both are doing much better. Tiki is happily resting, nursing her little one. Twinkie is breathing well, jumping over and around mom, playing with her tail, and finally gaining some weight. The pair are wonderful to watch – they adore one another! We hope we’ll be able to find them a forever home as a twosome.
We haven’t figured out how they got there, but Chevy & Mustang were found huddled under a car, at a repair shop. Their long fur was filthy, covered with dirt, oil, and soot. They seemed a bit timid at first… for about a minute and a half. Then their personalities came out! They ate voraciously, helped us clean them up a bit, and settled in for some serious snuggle time. At only 7 weeks old, they’re adapting to the shelter very quickly, romping, playing, pouncing, and being generally adorable! We’re sure we won’t have a bit of trouble finding our little grease monkeys a home as soon as they’re ready!
My name is Gwen, I’m around 10 months old, and from a trailer park on the east side of town. As you can see, I may not be the traditional pretty cat, but what I lack in “normal” appearance, I make up for in spirit and spunk!
Like so many homeless “colony cats”, I developed a bad respiratory infection as a kitten, and my eyes became crusted over with pus and gunk. The infection caused one eye to become badly malformed, and the other to be scarred, so I’m mostly blind. I’m currently a bit on the skinny side, because, well, it’s hard enough to find food when you CAN see – try it by smell alone when your nose is stuffed up. It’s a challenge!
While trying to find breakfast one day, I wandered into a humane trap set by the STAF Spay/Neuter Team, and my luck changed. Instead of being spayed and put back out to fend for myself as a blind, homeless cat, I’ve come to STAF to find a family to care for me. I’m so happy about the turn of events, I’ve been “singing” for the volunteers all week long! They love it – I can tell. I’ve been spayed and will be all set for adoption very soon, so if you’ve got a special spot in your heart for a special girl, here I am!
Ok, we may have missed the mark on the name – this little guy is more of a pirate than a cowboy. His rescuer called him “Slim” because that’s what his chances were when she found him swimming in the Ohio River!
Apparently Slim was a homeless cat living at the marina, east of downtown. He was occasionally fed from picnic lunches and people snacks, but slept under docks and trailers. Last week, presumably to escape a heavy rain, he decided he’d climb onto a docked boat and happily fell asleep below deck.
When the boat’s owner arrived, he cast off as usual, but when he started the engines, he also started a general panic! Slim shot from below deck startling the b-jeebies out of the man who let out a scream at what he must have thought was a fuzzy fish gone wild and bent on revenge! Slim bounced off the inside walls of the craft like a pinball, and finally landed smack in the Ohio River. Fortunately, his rescuer, a STAF volunteer, saw most of the episode, realized Slim was a small cat rather than a demonic fish, and helped the terrified boy to shore.
Once Slim calmed down from his ordeal, he showed his true personality – a sweet, gentle, half-grown kitten with a big appetite, and a general love of snuggling. Once he’s ready to go, we’ll try to find him a nice inland home.
It’s always hard to understand how anyone can find cruelty entertaining, particularly when the victim is defenseless. Our little Thatcher was just such a victim at only 8 weeks old. Some kids did something nasty to her, that doesn’t need to be repeated. She escaped them, and hid under a porch for days. The woman who owns the porch knew she was there, and tried over and over to coax her out, but the terrified kitten wouldn’t budge. She contacted STAF for some advice, and a volunteer went to help with the rescue operation. By this time the poor kitten was extremely weak, dehydrated, and badly infected, but they were able to reach her.
She arrived at the shelter with severe wounds to her tail and back legs. Since the wounds were open and untreated, she was infested with maggots and in a great deal of pain. Fortunately our fabulous vet spent her day off gently cleaning the parasites from the kitten and bandaging her wounds. She said the baby was one of the bravest creatures she had met, so asked us to name her something strong, like Thatcher. That seemed to fit her perfectly.
We’ve now had Thatcher 3 weeks, and although she lost her tail, she’s doing great. The infection is gone, and she’s eating like a champ. Emotionally, she understandably has a little way to go, hiding under her bed if someone new comes along, or if the room is too loud. Our volunteers are working on quiet, gentle handling, to help her see that people and touch can be wonderful.
Her best therapist of all though, is a little orange kitten, her new boyfriend named Simon (the cutie on the right). He’s playful, but never dominant with her, always allowing her to take the lead. He cleans her, wraps himself around her when they sleep, and after someone holds him, always returns to her to make sure she’s ok. What a sweet little man, and just what the doctor ordered.
Thatcher and Simon have been such an inspiration to us. Always remember, no matter what life hands you, you can get through it with a little compassion and a good friend.
We don’t think it would be possible for a cat to be sweeter than Brownie! She was part of a colony in a rural trailer park. After being hit by a car, breaking her pelvis and rear legs, she crawled under some stairs and was giving up. Fortunately, the kind man who had been feeding her, found her, then found her some help as well.
You’d think Brownie would have swatted, hissed, or shied away when she arrived – she was in a great deal of pain and in a strange place. But from the beginning, she was happy to be among friends. She purred and rubbed her head against any gentle hand and rolled onto her back to let us know she trusted us. With much gentle TLC from our cat volunteers, Brownie is comfortable now, her immediate needs having been met. We have a fund set up to raise the money for her surgery, and with a little help from her friends, she’ll be on the road to recovery, and hopefully a new home, soon!
Update! Brownie continues to be the friendliest, most loving cat! The surgery needed to repair her back leg and hip is planned for next week. In the meantime, she’s enjoying lots of lap time!
Big Boy Boston had been seen wandering a neighborhood for several days. For obvious reasons, his presence didn’t go unnoticed, but it was hard to imagine such a good-natured dog didn’t have a home. The assumption is he was left behind when his former family moved, as no one claimed him, and he had no tags or collar. He ended up as so many do – in a county shelter on borrowed time. Fortunately, we were able to find him a spot at STAF!
The big guy arrived very thin and confused, with a discoloration of one eye and a bad case of heartworm. His gentle disposition and natural trust of people made him a good patient for the vet and volunteers, and a quick healer. Now just a few months later, he’s wrapping up his treatment, back up to a good, healthy weight and ready for a new, this time permanent, home.
Boston just couldn’t be any sweeter! His heart is certainly proportional to the rest of him – nice and big! He seems to understand that his size can be intimidating, so tends to approach a new person slowly, with a gentle sniff and request for petting. He’s middle-aged, and perfect for the easy pace of a quieter house. If you’re looking for a low-key kind of guy with impressive proportions, this is your boy!
My name is Gilbert and have I got a tale to tell! I’m from a city neighborhood with a big street, Gilbert Ave. Tough people, tough dogs, big cars, and lots of noise. No place for a guy with 2-inch legs. I ventured a bit too far from my mom and ended up on the pavement. Cars careening by, over, and around me! Horns blaring, tires screeching, nowhere to run! And just when I thought my fate was sealed, from out of nowhere, my savior swooped to my rescue. A caped crusader in a STAF t-shirt and something called a Hyundai! She blocked the traffic with her superhero car, made a few hand gestures to repel the enemy, snatched me from the clutches of death! Like lightning, we were off in a flash! Phew!
I’m happily recovering from my ordeal in the lap of luxury – actually, quite a few laps. I’m 5 weeks old and have the good fortune to be STAF’s newest “Ebony Sleek” kitten. (They don’t have any black short-hairs here; Ebony Sleeks can only be found here at STAF because we’re so special.) I hope you’ll stop in to meet me at Sunday’s Open House (7/14). I’ll tell you my tale again. It should have some new and exciting details by then!
My name is Miss Marvel – check out my super hero mask! I’m a 6-week-old Manx kitten, a “rumpie” to be exact, with no tail at all. I have kind of a unique “bunny hop” when I walk and play, and I was about to be put to sleep when a vet heard that STAF could help out a special needs girl like me. The volunteers tell me I’m not special needs, just extra special. I like that! I require a little more care than the average kitten right now, but I’m not letting that slow me down. I like to play with my toys, have lots of hugs, and hope to have a kitten buddy soon. I hear there’s a little guy named Gilbert who’s into super heroes. I know we’d hit it off!
Little Mari came to us from a hoarding situation. She’s a middle age girl, but her body appears much older. Her fur is rough, her eyes dry, her ears tattered. She arrived at STAF very thin, weak, and anemic from a family of fleas making their home in her coat. Almost all of her teeth are broken, and the few that are left are opaque brown, rather than an solid color, a condition caused by very poor nutrition.
Mari has learned to do what she has to – she has trouble keeping food in her mouth, and chewing is obviously painful, but she works at it until she gets a small meal. Poor little girl – it shouldn’t hurt to eat.
We’re so grateful to be able to help her out. We feed her more often, with lots of soft food. She has gained over half a pound in just a week and we’re hopeful we can have her mouth fixed up with a dental sooner rather than later.
If you’d like to contribute to Mari’s dental, it would be GREATLY appreciated! To make an online donation to our Tooth Fairy Medical Fund project, here’s the link: http://www.razoo.com/story/Staf-Tooth-Fairy-Fund Thank you!
Sometimes we hear of a cat who needs emergency help, and we wonder if we should. The injury seems so traumatic. Is it kinder to immediately euthanize? It’s a difficult decision, but we do our very best to make the choice we believe in our hearts is best for the cat.
Mira is just such a case. This beautiful, sweet cat took a wallop to the head, hard enough to cause some brain damage. A small rescue group got her to a vet and saved her life, but then what to do? They asked for our help, and with the vet telling us she was seeing small improvements every day, we agreed to give it a try.
Mira, short for Miraculous, is just that! We’ve had her only 5 days, but in that time, we can see what a will she has to heal and to live. Only a week ago, she had to be hand fed; now she can eat from a bowl held in front of her. She has gained a half pound and has started cleaning her front paws. She can’t stand yet, but knows to pull herself away from urine on her pad. She can stretch out her front left paw, and we hope the right will follow soon, then the back feet. All great signs!
Mira is currently blind as a result of her injury, and it’s hard to read her, but she seems to be aware that we’re here and we love her. How truly blessed we are to have the opportunity to close the door on an act of cruelty, and replace it with kindness. We’re so lucky and hope Mira feels the same.
We’ll keep you posted on her progress. Everyone, keep your paws crossed that her mobility, brain function, and sight will return soon!
Sonny lived outside the home of an elderly man from the time he was a half grown kitten. He simply showed up one day, looking for food, and the kind man began to feed him. He, the man, unfortunately didn’t know the importance of early neutering, and Sonny contracted FIV from fighting with other males in the area.
Sonny’s buddy and caregiver passed away recently, and Sonny moved to STAF, and our FIV area. He’s still somewhat confused and depressed, but we’re fussing over him and trying to find him a few male volunteers to bond with. (He’s a bit tired of all the ladies commenting on his fabulous, long, blonde tresses!) He’s flea- and worm-free, eating well and settling in. We’ll do our best to be sure he’s happy with his new shelter family very soon.
Poor Indy has had a rough time in recent months. We understand he lost his original home when a new baby came along. The only people who would take him in were an elderly couple, but the woman was allergic to him, so he couldn’t live in the house. With no claws and no outdoor knowledge or skills, at 4 years old he had to become an outside cat, and he didn’t fare very well.
He quickly lost weight, and then his new, well-intentioned people hit him with their car. The medical bills were more than the couple could handle, and they realized this was no life for Indy, so they were going to put him to sleep. What a terrible ending – to lose his home and family was bad, but then to lose his life as well. It just wasn’t fair. Fortunately, a friend and STAF supporter, arranged for Indy to come to the shelter.
Indy has a broken back leg and lost quite a bit of skin and fur. He’s very sore and thin, but his injuries will heal with time and care. He’s eating well, and loves attention, particularly chin rubs. We’re thrilled he doesn’t seem at all depressed. On the contrary, he seems relieved, and appears to know we’re here to help, and will keep him safe and loved. We hope he’ll heal quickly and we’ll be able find the perfect adoptive home for him, one that will realize what a gem he really is!
Xena, all pound and a half of her, arrived at the shelter in pretty rough shape. A mistake at a clinic had her spayed at only 5 weeks old, and she struggled to come out of the anesthetic. To add insult to injury, following the surgery, the clinic staff realized she was positive for feline leukemia. Although the odds were against her, we took her in, kept her warm, and told her we were here for her, but she’d have to fight. The volunteers at the shelter gave her to the name “Xena”, after the fictional warrior princess, to inspire her survival.
In only 24 hours, the difference was amazing! She started eating, playing with her feet in the air, and purring like a strong, healthy girl should! We know the leukemia will likely limit her time, but for now, she’s enjoying what she has. A good lesson for us all!
Roxy came to us from a rural county north of Cincinnati; she was homeless, but fed by a few neighborhood families. One evening she was attacked by a dog who left puncture wounds in her hips and back legs. Fortunately, she was speedy enough to escape both the dog and any broken bones. She’s still a bit sore, but will soon be just fine. Roxy is about 6 months old, a short-hair Torbie, and despite her attack, is very trusting and friendly. She’s going to eventually be the perfect addition to a family!
Candy Cats – Snickers, Mr. Goodbar, Twix, Baby Ruth, and Peppermint Patty
Hoarding situations are always so difficult – there’s NEVER just one cat. It begins with a person who believes they’re doing the right thing, giving some level of care. But it so quickly becomes overwhelming, with everyone involved, people and animals, suffering.
Our Candy Cats came from just such a situation. A woman took in a pregnant cat. Her home and finances weren’t suited for caring for pets, so the cats (and a dog) weren’t given even the basic level of care they needed. Eventually the house fell into foreclosure, and the animals left behind.
We gave this group candy names because of their sweet dispositions, and to let them know how much we loved them – no matter what their physical appearance. They’re only 11 months old, but look much older. They arrived covered in fleas, but very little fur, and their skin and ears itched constantly. Their outward appearance is improving fairly quickly with good food and treatment for parasites, but internally, they all suffer from kidney disease, presumably from whatever they ate after left in the foreclosed property. We’re hopeful with some patience and care, the condition won’t be a chronic one.
On a positive note, the Candies are wonderfully appreciative of attention, soft bedding, regular feedings, and clean water. They seem to be truly happy with shelter life and their new volunteer family, rewarding us with purrs, tummy time, and head butts. We’re hoping as their health improves, we’ll be able to provide them with something even better in the form of a forever home!