Sunday, March 26, 2017

A SAD FIRST

In addition to fostering for the rescue, I also volunteer as a Post Adoption Counsellor. In this capacity, I work with people that have adopted from the rescue and are reaching out because they are having issues with the kitty/ies - whether those be behavioral, medical, or surrendering in nature. Yesterday, I received a case that involved a woman who has recently been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and needed to surrender her adopted kitty back to us as a result.

What started out as a bright, upbeat day, quickly turned dark and sad for me. To say that I had to take many deep breaths before making that call would be an understatement. I did so only after I prayed that I would be able to keep my emotions in check as I spoke to "D". As we chatted, and I gathered the information I required in order to begin the process of a return, I couldn't help but feel this woman and her cat sounded eerily familiar to me. Long story short, it turned out that the reason they sounded so familiar was because they were................her cat Muffy (who we knew as Simba), was one she had adopted from us as we had been fostering him when she came to adopt him back in 2009.

I've said it before, and I'll say it again. I believe wholeheartedly that everything happens for a reason, and I also do not believe in coincidences. The fact that our foster space has been empty since the end of January was something that I believed the Lord made happen so that we could spend precious time with our Rocky, but I also now believe that He did so because He knew that D and Muffy (who is now 11 years of age), would need us. Upon arriving at "D"s earlier this afternoon, she had gathered all of Muffy's things together and we helped her get him into the carrier. He didn't fight, almost as if they had had a long conversation and he knew that this was how it had to be.

Tonight he is quiet, sad, and clearly missing his Mom and his home. I don't know what is worse, when we welcome them in not knowing the road they've travelled or circumstances such as these where I can look into their eyes and see the longing for home and know that they can never go back there. We reassured "D" that we would take very good care of him and that we'd ensure he was adopted out to a very good home. Despite those promises, I can well imagine that she misses her friend tonight as much as he misses her.

And for me, that is truly heartbreaking....

Monday, March 6, 2017

BLAST FROM THE PAST

We received another lovely email earlier...............this one from Mako's family. Remember Mako? - the stunning all white boy we fostered? Well here he is putting his seal of approval on his Mom's new vanity sink.


And when I asked her how our handsome snowman is doing, this was her reply:

Mako is doing well. He is good cat, aside from the 4:00 am wake up. He loves to sleep on top of me when I'm watching tv or on the laptop and sleeps beside me at night. He's playful and very nosey. He still hides when someone visits and will only come out for my sister, but I leave him alone and hope he grows out of it when he's 20 or so.


Awwww happily ever afters............don't you just love them.

Saturday, February 25, 2017

QUIET TIME

At present we're still without a foster. Normally, I'd be very anxious since it's been just over six weeks or so since we moved Oreo but for present, we're okay with the situation the way it is.

We had our Rocky back to the vet a week or so ago due to some health things that had arisen in the last little while which we've been concerned about. Our vet strongly suspects that based on symptoms, it's very likely that our little boy has cancer growing somewhere either in behind his one eye or in his nasal passage. His vision in the one eye is very minimal now (more like looking through frosted glass according to the vet), and that coupled with alot of wheezing, sneezing and raspy breathing, has led to this latest diagnosis. The good news is that despite being quite thin now, he's held his weight since October and his appetite is still fantastic. He's much, much quieter these days, preferring to sleep away a large portion of the hours, but overall still comes for treats, still likes to snuggle, and is still letting us know when he wants wet! :)

We're all in agreement that while his appetite is good and his seizures are in check, we'll keep him comfortable and enjoy every last second together. Time wise, it could be anywhere from 3-6 months but of course, leaving this world is never on our timetable so noone really knows when it will be time for him to cross over the bridge. Having been here before, we know that Rocky and Heavenly Father will let us know when it's time...............until then, we're thankful.

Friday, February 3, 2017

NEWS, NEWS, NEWS

I know it's been quite some time since the last entry.............

The delay has been mostly due to our having upgraded our computer system and in the process, somehow our camera adapter to download our photos was tossed out with the old system. So, that meant that posting would be without pictures, and I didn't want to bore anyone with that idea so the intention was to wait until we purchased a new adapter. But 2017 has been busier than expected, and we still don't have the adapter (don't get me started!!).

All that said, the BIGGEST piece of news we can share right now is that Oreo was adopted at the end of January, but unfortunately not from the Safe Haven. His litterbox issues (of defecating outside of the box) became pretty consistent - he was still using the box but not "finishing" there. In addition, his bullying of our Silly was becoming more and more aggressive, and it was clearly evident that Silly was very nervous around him. So at the end of January, with heavy hearts and because we couldn't figure out why he was having the litterbox issues since he'd had a clean bill of health AND was no longer suffering any constipation issues of any kind; we decided to move him to a single pet foster home in the hopes that that would put an end to the behavior - and it did. He wasn't in his foster home a week and he had stopped the litterbox habit altogether, AND had a call for adoption.

In all the years we've been fostering, he's only the third foster to be removed from our care prior to adoption, and it just broke our hearts. But clearly, he was not happy sharing his space with our boys, and the litterbox was his way of letting us know. We stayed in constant touch with his 2nd foster Mom right up until he was adopted, and his forever family ended up being related to one of our own rescue volunteers, so we're pretty certain he'll be well cared for.

Currently, we don't have our next guest so although we're missing the extra set of paws in the house, it's give our boys the chance to really enjoy their home again AND us the chance to clean up the basement carpet properly before welcoming anyone else. Hopefully our next entry will have the latest AND pics.

Stay tuned and Happy New Year!!!!!

Saturday, December 24, 2016

FROM OUR HOUSE TO YOURS..............

Merry Christmas!!!!!!

This Christmas Eve we give thanks for all of our blessings.............our health, our comforts, our beautiful country, precious things big and small, kindness, charity, and above all else, the very gift of life. But most of all, we give thanks for the miraculous birth of that very special baby born so long ago, the Prince of Peace who came into this world to make a way for us to return home to our Father in Heaven.

We thank each and every one of you who have ever visited with us here - whether it be once or many times over. Your encouragement, your support, your words of wisdom, your love for cats and kittens everywhere, and your desire to want to see them all with loving homes, is so appreciated and tonight we acknowledge your caring and your love for them.

So from everyone here at Safe Haven, myself, my husband Steve, our boys, Rocky & Silly and our current houseguest Oreo - may you each have a wonderful Christmas and a blessed New Year.


Monday, December 12, 2016

NOTHING WORTH HAVING...........

IS EVER EASY..........or so the saying goes.

We've been able to sort out Oreo's stomach issues - a new diet and some initial laxative use have done wonders to remedy the horrible constipation he was experiencing. Ironically, now that he can go to the bathroom (and go well we might add), for some reason he is now not too keen on doing just that in the litterbox. Yes that's right, our elderly guest has decided that floors whether they be right in front of the litterbox or on the main level, upstairs, or anywhere else in between; all seem like perfectly perfect places to defecate. Now before we get too far into the doomsday of this nasty situation, we remember that there is always something to be grateful for and right now that is the fact that we have hardwood throughout our house instead of carpet AND that Oreo is not experiencing the dreaded diahrea which would truly be nasty in every sense of the word from a cleaning up perspective!

The added frustration in all of this is that from one poop to the next he's not being consistent. He does it on the floor and then the next day decides to use the litterbox - leaving us to wonder; uh? Litterboxes in this house are kept pristine in cleanliness, we use only unscented litter, and we have four boxes in total. Again it's ironic to think that when he couldn't go, he spent all his time in the box straining for relief, now that he can, he prefers to leave them as presents all over the house. We had wondered whether he now associates the boxes with the pain of before, but then that theory is blown out of the water when we see him using them at his discretion. He also doesn't appear to love our boys' company the way we first thought and has a real bullying attitude toward our Silly so we're not sure if that is playing into it?

He has been added to the site for adoption but quite honestly, he will never be adopted if we can't sort this out. I had someone (who shall remain nameless), actually suggest that I withold this from any potential adopters - to which I replied "Your kidding right?" Lying is not my strong suite but ESPECIALLY when it comes to the happiness of a rescue kitty who has already endured more than his fair share of heartbreak, and the innocent adopter in this scenario who would either be totally unhappy with him once the problem was discovered or possibly do something horrible like toss him outside because of it.

Soooooo we're just taking it day by day and still searching for the answer on this one. Otherwise, this big boy is extremely happy, purry, eating like a horse, becoming more and more of a snuggler with each passing day, and we've discovered isn't shy about tapping your leg for petting when he wishes.



Sunday, December 4, 2016

LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL

It's been a rough first couple of weeks for Oreo. It became quickly apparent that he was having real issue defecating and by Tuesday evening of this past week, we took him off to the vet. Turns out that he was severely constipated..........not the kind that happens overnight or with just afew days, but weeks of not going properly. The vet had to use some pretty extreme measures that we're sure were very unpleasant for Oreo in order to try and help him be alleviated. He also had to have his dental work done and they ended up extracting three teeth..........the great news there is that for an elderly gent, he did extremely well under anaesthetic.

We picked him back up on Thursday night and he was one very unhappy camper. Initially administering the meds he came home with did not go smoothly at first, and we were extremely worried about how things would unfold now that he was back with us. But only three short days later, and it's all looking much brighter - with a new diet and the help of some laxatives, Oreo's system appears to be making the trek back to working order, he's settled back in, and isn't quite so fussed at med time. In addition, I woke this morning to find him on the bed sleeping with us and after getting up to feed and water the crew, he came back to bed with me for some cuddle time.

Although his two week quarantine is already up rescue wise, we're going to wait afew more days before adding him to the website for adoption. He's had abit of a rough ride and so we want to make sure he's feeling alot better before even considering letting him move on to his forever home.

A long time ago we learned that every life is worth saving and the Oreo's of the world, although older and perhaps abit more susceptible to bumps in the road, are absolutely no exception to that rule. We're thankful as well to work with an organization like Toronto Cat Rescue who do not hesitate to rescue the elderly kitties that need that second chance at happily ever after; as much as, if not more, than their younger counterparts.