Tuesday, May 06, 2014
On the Street Where You (Do Not) Live
Our rescue got an email the other day from a woman in a neighboring town. She had been feeding a couple of friendly stray cats over the winter, but now, well, one just had six kittens, and the other one was due any day, and the landlord said they had to go, and could we help?
The demand for kittens has been very high this year, so we said yes, we could help. We would take the mamas and the babies, adopt the babies out when they were old enough (and when arrangements had been made for their spay/neuters), spay the mamas, and adopt them out. What was her address?
66 Park St., she emailed. Take Main St. to Grant Street to Park. It was a big white house with a vacant lot next door; she lived on the second floor.
Got it. Sunday, another volunteer and I headed over. Main St. to Grant St. to Park St.. We passed 12 Park St., 20 Park, 26 Park ... and the street ended. We didn't have a phone number for this lady - she said her cell service was unreliable, i.e., she wasn't reliable about paying the bill.
Hmmm. Was it maybe 26 instead of 66 - a typo?
Knocking on doors at 26, we discovered that no, that was not the house.
Had we been pranked?
A volunteer emailed her again. Your address is 66 Park St., right?
Oh no, no, she responded. My address is 66 Beethoven. Main St. to Grant St. past Park St. to Beethoven, you silly cat ladies.
Yeah. Us cat ladies, we're the silly ones.
But I guess we ARE, seeing as how I currently have in my foster room ... wait for it ... One mama cat, her six babies, and her sister, who is knocked up and due to deliver any day.
Silly me. Or is that CRAZY me?!
A sneak peek:
Yeah. It's gonna be a bumpy next couple of months.
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4 comments:
LEAPING LIZARDS!!! You do get yourself/selves into some situations. (Does this mean YOU get to name the babies???)
That looks like it should be a painting. Le Chat Madonna.
What Holly said! HA!
If the foster room is now the Unwed Mothers' Home, does this mean Pony is still in the crate, but elsewhere? Is he out of the crate yet?
Holly, I can't decide if Bearycat (the mama - she came with the name) looks frightened (she's actually very friendly) or like she's about to shiv anybody who touches her kittens.
and Ginny, I DO get to name the babies. Which as not as big an honor as it might seem, seeing as how the first thing most adoptive families do is change the name. *sigh*
and yes, Pony is out of the crate and out of the foster room. Very active and giving me heart attacks on a daily basis.
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