Z-girl wants me to tell all of you that we didn't miss National Feral Cat Day. You see, every day here is Feral Cat Day.
This is me, looking at myself in the mirrored dresser. Bins of wool sweaters sitting out during the Great Moth Cleanse Extravaganza....
Our message is simple: be kind to all animals. Don't assume that because you see someone living on the street they are sick or dangerous. Offer a helping paw.
Many of you are aware that PAD Paws is the non-profit organization that was founded around the in-progress efforts of our Aunt Natalie, Aunt Denise, and Z-Girl. They've been feeding, rehabilitating, rescuing and rehoming cats for years. PAD stands for the Powerhouse Arts District (our neighborhood in Jersey City). And you may remember that Lulu (my daughter) and I were once street cats.
Here I am with baby Lulu and my son, the Captain (who is living with his adoptive mama and brother Chance). This is July of 2011. We all had fleas and were underfed.
I'm happy to tell a wonderful end to a long story. After many failed attempts, Aunt Natalie was finally able to rescue another mama kitty who lived under our Warehouse apartment (same place where Z-Girl and Natalie rescued Manhattan). Her name is Stella.
Stella loving the comforts of soft blankets and quiet evenings inside.
She had multiple litters of kittens. Aunt Natalie patiently trapped each one and immediately had them vetted and in foster care. The last litter was trapped in August, and by September everyone had furever homes. We think that the entire saga unfolded perfectly. You see, when the last batch of kittens were rescued it left Stella all alone and searching the dangerous streets for her babies. I know that feeling--when I was rescued the Captain and Lulu were left on their own. I cried and cried while sitting in my trap. For 24 hours I cried non stop. Once we were reunited (the photo of the three of us above is proof) I stopped crying and attended to my babies.
After the victorious capture of Stella, Aunt Natalie was able to reunite her with the youngest kittens and she spent a few weeks grooming and snuggling them. She didn't even mind when they left her a few times to go to Adoption Days. So when each one was removed from her cage to go to their new homes, Stella handled it gracefully and didn't cry. Now she is in what Aunt Natalie calls feral kitty rehabilitation. This means she is being fostered with other cats so that she can observe and learn to trust that humans can be loving. I hear that she has made amazing progress. Stella had been outside for a long time, foraging for food, surviving harsh weather conditions. It is said that some cats don't transition well from outside to inside. PAD Paws has yet to find a cat who wants to be outside again. Perhaps it's because living in the shadows in the PAD is dangerous and unpredictable.
In the midst of attempting to catch Stella earlier this year, the Don of the PAD entered a trap one day. Puck finally had enough and went into a trap set for Stella. We considered his rescue to be a major victory because he had eluded Z-Girl and Aunt Natalie's attempts for over 4 years. He's now adjusted to being inside, is curious and content. He's like me--not allowing anyone to pet him (yet). But I have great faith that Puck will change his mind one day. I'll have to call him on my iCarrot phone and let him know how to play it for maximum return...
Uh, Puck...you are the purrfect picture of a Fat Cat. You just need a top hat and a cigar, buddy...
If you want to read some of the PAD Paws success stories, see our Rescue Me tab.
If you want to support the efforts of PAD Paws, please go to www.padpawsrescue.org and click on DONATE. Your contribution is tax deductible and will go to food and vet care for cats, dogs, birds and possibly other animals.
Enjoy your CATurday furiends.