tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post5516847142041786396..comments2024-02-24T00:29:08.504-08:00Comments on Slipping Glimpser: Kitten TeachingsFlorencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03049656800516421526noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-62268736415883563552013-04-06T07:40:26.494-07:002013-04-06T07:40:26.494-07:00i really appreciate with this post.i really appreciate with this post.Dana Kearney New Jersey | Dana Kearney New Jersey | Dana Kearney prison | Dana Kearney scamhttp://danakearneynewjersey.weebly.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-61020260837626294032012-04-25T00:42:57.912-07:002012-04-25T00:42:57.912-07:00Florence,
Thank you for your wonderful story, I h...Florence,<br /><br />Thank you for your wonderful story, I hope that others will open their hearts and hands should they ever stumble into a "rescue". I thought you might like to know that we just collected all of the cats from the end of Whipple at Washaway Beach. There were 33 in all, and each has been transported to the Feral Cat Project near Seattle where they were vet checked, altered, vaccinated and provided revolution and a good old fashioned ear cleaning. As of tonight, after a week of TLC & recovery - all of the kitties are tucked away safe, warm and loved in their new barn homes. Donna from HAVA trapped the last 5 that waited until after we had left by working with Craig who cared for the cats from the time the people moved thru the very last cat. HAVA even had the last 5 fixed after we had already transported all the rest. We were very lucky to have had homes that allowed multiple placements of 2, 4 and 6 cats so we were able to send the cats in family groups all over from Ocean Shores to Elma. We even have a foster home for 4 ten day old babies! Many of the cats allowed my daughter and I to hold or touch them before relocation. We were even lucky enough to They jumped into their beds & blankets together & sat proudly as if to say thank you! We appreciate the donations that allowed us to give these very deserving cats and kittens a home of their own. This just goes to show what can be done when people come together. Somehow we were able to make it once again on a wing and a prayer and just a few donations from good hearts. Thank you for sharing how normal people will go to great lengths to save these tiny creatures and wind up falling in love. Sincerely, Christy Roberts, Grays Harbor Spay Neuter.christyphelps@hotmail.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-61633782080709887312011-10-28T15:00:07.660-07:002011-10-28T15:00:07.660-07:00I was at the edge of my seat while reading your st...I was at the edge of my seat while reading your story--hoping, hoping, hoping that the kittens would survive. But I also knew that you were feeding them love (having been an axious mother myself and knowing that there is a direct line between those all-night worries and love). Thank you for telling your story--transformative for you, the kittens, and your readers.<br /><br />Cheers, Susan <br /><br />How are you these days???susanmtkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10554791701212076783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-15524415486423065912011-10-02T20:41:54.057-07:002011-10-02T20:41:54.057-07:00Beautiful story, Florence. And so well put. As y...Beautiful story, Florence. And so well put. As you know, Danica and I were long ago bitten by the bug of animal rescue. All animals are great teachers, but being able to rescue one from an ill fate is a special, and extra-informative, experience. Good for you.moc4https://www.blogger.com/profile/01991128830698464423noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-38506976612978126052011-09-30T09:27:15.599-07:002011-09-30T09:27:15.599-07:00How beautiful! I am currently nursing my elder kit...How beautiful! I am currently nursing my elder kitty, who was a rescue kitten long time ago. Our bond is strong, a forever bond. He teaches me compassion and being present every day, and how all love given returns. <br />ShantiCandacehttp://ecampion.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-40387198618277448292011-08-30T14:52:28.137-07:002011-08-30T14:52:28.137-07:00Thanks Florence, for this beautiful story on how a...Thanks Florence, for this beautiful story on how attachment forms in the human heart, and its "natural" presence there. Sometimes I find myself presuming that "an awakened being" might be beyond these movements of the heart. Your story reminds me how silly this presumption is.<br />Here's to caring for all beings.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-67465407537263846932011-08-30T13:02:36.997-07:002011-08-30T13:02:36.997-07:00AWWW...and thanks for the memories! I had 2 kitten...AWWW...and thanks for the memories! I had 2 kitten rescue experiences...years apart. <br />"Wild Bill"had probably been abandoned by his mother as she moved her litter..upon his death after a year of full-on life amusing and touching many,the vet who cared for him found he had a heart defect which he suspected the mother the mother cat had sensed.<br />I had just brought a cup of coffee out to sit on the front steps of my flat on Florida St.and heard a compelling screaming. It took awhile to track the source to a house across and up the street a ways where I could see something very small perched on the metal awning over the front door.Even as I climbed the stairs I was still unable to tell what sort of creature it was...someone's pet monkey ? Only as I climbed to where I could stretch my hand out to it did I see that it was a tiny, powerfully distressed kitten who had practically turned himself inside out screaming.<br />I gave him water from the tip of my finger, wrapped him up in towel scraps and took him to the neighborhood vet.It seems like it was only a matter of a few days before he was fully integrated with my male Springer Spaniel (who carefully washed him)and year old part Siamese male cat (who would often allow the kitten to curl up against him).We spent most of the following summer in a farm house surrounded by orchard up near Davis where Wild Bill developed his tree climbing skills and the trick of hanging upside down from a limb and looking over his shoulder at us grinning.Everyone loved him...even 'non-cat' people.<br />Years later I lived in Kodiak, Alaska and was working through the winter at the Women's Shelter as the "overnight intake" person, which meant I had a 'sleeping room'.On the daily radio message board I heard a woman saying she'd found a small kitten abandoned in her woodpile and was looking for someone to foster it. I went out that afternoon to pick up a little white kitten bundled in a sock, her feeding bottles and formula.She was a comforting secret presence until she was 'busted'by a shelter supervisor for daytime rowdy play. Fortunately a friend who lived near a woods and with children wanted her, so she had a good life.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3842329036518659708.post-63725591092294662232011-08-28T23:19:15.117-07:002011-08-28T23:19:15.117-07:00awwwawwwAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com