As a very feral focused rescue group, we're allowed to get on a soapbox about ferals sometimes and this one of those times.
Please contact Loews Hotels in Orlando and let them know their new policy of "relocating feral cats to a shelter" is a guaranteed death sentence for those cats. Until recently, they allowed TNR. And removal of the feral cats will create a vacuum effect and new unsterilized ferals will move into the area. It will be a never ending cycle of killing feral cats.
http://capwiz.com/alleycat/issues/alert/?alertid=60246576&PROCESS=Take+Action&external_id=10519.0
Tell Loews Hotels you will not support a business that puts these cats' lives in danger. https://www.facebook.com/LoewsHotels/posts/10150487973715765
What Loews Hotels posts on their facebook page: "We appreciate and respect the opinions expressed. While Loews loves pets, like many Florida businesses, we have plans and procedures to address issues involving outdoor, undomesticated animals on our property. The decision to remove the feral cat colony humanely and relocate them to a local shelter takes into consideration the safety and comfort of all our guests."
This was a managed colony - being the cats were TNR'd (trapped-neutered-returned) and were being cared for. And it was allowed by Loews Hotels until just recently. MANAGED COLONY - what could the safety risks have possibly been? The cats were vaccinated. They are feral cats, they are not going to wind themselves around guests' ankles and trip them.
What what they are really saying is: "We have plans and procedures to address issues involving outdoor, undomesticated animals on our property. The decision to destroy the feral cat colony by catching them and transporting them to local shelter for euthanasia is something we're doing despite studies that clearly show that the 'vacuum effect' will result in new popluations of unvaccinated and unaltered feral cats taking residence at our property and we'll just haul those off and get them killed too."
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Thank you Animal Shelter Life Volunteer blog!
Thank you Animal Shelter Volunteer Life for selecting Alley Cats and Angels’ blog as one of your five favorite up-and-coming blogs. http://animalsheltervolunteer.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-fave-and-new-award.html.
We very much enjoy your blog as well. And now that year end is over and we’re winding up all the paperwork and such from last year, we’ll get back to posting on our blog more regularly like we typically do. And get back to reading the awesome blogs we follow – like yours!
We very much enjoy your blog as well. And now that year end is over and we’re winding up all the paperwork and such from last year, we’ll get back to posting on our blog more regularly like we typically do. And get back to reading the awesome blogs we follow – like yours!
A personal note
It's been a very very hard week and it's only Tuesday. One of my personal cats, Bailey - my wonderful boy with the loudest purr motor and tiniest squeak of a meow - has been battling cancer for a while now. But he had been doing fine. He'd have really great days and not so great days but didn't seem to have any bad days. Until this weekend. And it was really bad yesterday (Monday). He had an appointment at the vet this evening but I called yesterday and Dr. Jon was able to see him on very short notice. It was time to make the hard decision. The decision that even when you know it's time and it's the right thing to do, is still a gut wrenching decision. Dr. Jon ended Bailey's suffering yesterday at 2:40 PM. It had to be Dr. Jon, I really like the other vets, but Dr. Jon is the kindest vet and I couldn't let anyone else put Bailey to sleep.
My heart is broken and it feels like it will never be whole again. I know I'm in the rescue "business" and my heart gets broken a lot when we lose a cat. But this was my Bailey so I feel my heart is broken in a different way. Like complete broken. Not mendable. Although I know someday it will mend.
This is the boy I had way back when I lived in a condo where I wasn't supposed to have pets but he needed me. And I loved him so much. The second night I had him, he door darted out the condo door so I spent the night in the woods looking for him and calling for him. I could hear him in the woods but there was a ravine so I eventually put down a blanket and sat on the blanket and talked to him all night. Talk about covered in mosquito bites the next day and come time to get ready for work, he still hadn't come in but I could see him and hear him so - yep - I called out of work that day. Finally got him around noon.
Three weeks later, we braved a flood together as after a weekend of solid rain, the creek had risen and the parking lot was flooded (fortunately, I had moved my car to the mall across the road earlier but didn't think it would come into the condo) and after trying to catch Bailey for 30 minutes, the water was coming into the condo. Fancy was already in a carrier but since I only had him a few weeks, I hadn't yet bought another carrier (I was on a really tight budget, hadn't expected him and had to pay for vetting after I got him). So, I stuffed my purse, a change of clothes, toothbrush, and Bailey into a small duffle bag. As I opened the condo door, the water was about knee high. When I made it to the parking lot to get out of there, the water was waist high and I held the two cats over my head as the rushing water pushed us around but we made it to the car and then to my mom's house. The next morning my mom came home from work (she was a nurse) and looked in the room where I was sleeping and started laughing because Bailey was a kitty of many expressions and most of them would make you laugh. He was like a kitty comedian with his facial expressions.
Bailey and I had a lot of good times together. He purred so loud that on those rare times that I got to watch television, he'd be behind me on the back of the chair or sofa purring and I'd have to turn the volume on the TV up at least 4 notches so I could hear. That's how loud he purred.
Bailey snuggled with me at night. He slept by my head with my arm around him. And if I turned over in the middle of the night, he got up and walked to the other side of the bed so I always faced him.
He was there when my friend Debbie and I rescued (before Alley Cats, did independent rescue at the time) our first set of orphan kittens. Bailey would wash them. And as they got older, Bailey showed them how to scale the baby gate and make the great escape out of the kitten room.
I'm sorry for rambling. I just miss him so much and it's only been a short time.
I am fortunate that when Elizabeth Ruffing came over last fall and took pictures of the W kitties, she also took some pictures of Bailey. He was doing really well then and she sent me the pictures yesterday. I'm so happy to have them as I don't own a decent camera and didn't have any recent pictures of him.
I love you Bailey. I miss you Bailey. But I am so glad you are free from pain. RIP my boobear.
My heart is broken and it feels like it will never be whole again. I know I'm in the rescue "business" and my heart gets broken a lot when we lose a cat. But this was my Bailey so I feel my heart is broken in a different way. Like complete broken. Not mendable. Although I know someday it will mend.
This is the boy I had way back when I lived in a condo where I wasn't supposed to have pets but he needed me. And I loved him so much. The second night I had him, he door darted out the condo door so I spent the night in the woods looking for him and calling for him. I could hear him in the woods but there was a ravine so I eventually put down a blanket and sat on the blanket and talked to him all night. Talk about covered in mosquito bites the next day and come time to get ready for work, he still hadn't come in but I could see him and hear him so - yep - I called out of work that day. Finally got him around noon.
Three weeks later, we braved a flood together as after a weekend of solid rain, the creek had risen and the parking lot was flooded (fortunately, I had moved my car to the mall across the road earlier but didn't think it would come into the condo) and after trying to catch Bailey for 30 minutes, the water was coming into the condo. Fancy was already in a carrier but since I only had him a few weeks, I hadn't yet bought another carrier (I was on a really tight budget, hadn't expected him and had to pay for vetting after I got him). So, I stuffed my purse, a change of clothes, toothbrush, and Bailey into a small duffle bag. As I opened the condo door, the water was about knee high. When I made it to the parking lot to get out of there, the water was waist high and I held the two cats over my head as the rushing water pushed us around but we made it to the car and then to my mom's house. The next morning my mom came home from work (she was a nurse) and looked in the room where I was sleeping and started laughing because Bailey was a kitty of many expressions and most of them would make you laugh. He was like a kitty comedian with his facial expressions.
Bailey and I had a lot of good times together. He purred so loud that on those rare times that I got to watch television, he'd be behind me on the back of the chair or sofa purring and I'd have to turn the volume on the TV up at least 4 notches so I could hear. That's how loud he purred.
Bailey snuggled with me at night. He slept by my head with my arm around him. And if I turned over in the middle of the night, he got up and walked to the other side of the bed so I always faced him.
He was there when my friend Debbie and I rescued (before Alley Cats, did independent rescue at the time) our first set of orphan kittens. Bailey would wash them. And as they got older, Bailey showed them how to scale the baby gate and make the great escape out of the kitten room.
I'm sorry for rambling. I just miss him so much and it's only been a short time.
I am fortunate that when Elizabeth Ruffing came over last fall and took pictures of the W kitties, she also took some pictures of Bailey. He was doing really well then and she sent me the pictures yesterday. I'm so happy to have them as I don't own a decent camera and didn't have any recent pictures of him.
I love you Bailey. I miss you Bailey. But I am so glad you are free from pain. RIP my boobear.
Great adoptions continue
Another weekend of great adoptions. Nine cats and kittens were adopted this weekend. Without the "little ones" to take some of the attention away, some of our overlooked older kittens (~8 months) and some of our adults cats found homes. YAY!! What a perfect way for these kitties to start the new year (starting it a tad bit late, but hey it's still January!!).
The following were adopted this weekend: Tango, Tiffy, Blue, Elmo, Sugar, Mister McGhee, Picnic, Pinnochio, and Licorice.
Another great adoption weekend. In addition to yesterday's adoptions, four more cats/kittens were adopted today for a total of nine (9) adoptions this weekend. Adopted today: Mister McGhee and Licorice together, Pinici, and Pinocchio.
With Mister McGhee's adoption, all of the cats taken in from the Siler City neglect case have been adopted. Except Grandpa Tom who is one of our long-term residents. His broken pelvis has finally healed and he is doing well. He's still a character to look at (his poor face has a Frankenstein look from many years of neglect and fighting), but his personality is so awesome and he's very happy in his forever foster home.
The following were adopted this weekend: Tango, Tiffy, Blue, Elmo, Sugar, Mister McGhee, Picnic, Pinnochio, and Licorice.
Another great adoption weekend. In addition to yesterday's adoptions, four more cats/kittens were adopted today for a total of nine (9) adoptions this weekend. Adopted today: Mister McGhee and Licorice together, Pinici, and Pinocchio.
With Mister McGhee's adoption, all of the cats taken in from the Siler City neglect case have been adopted. Except Grandpa Tom who is one of our long-term residents. His broken pelvis has finally healed and he is doing well. He's still a character to look at (his poor face has a Frankenstein look from many years of neglect and fighting), but his personality is so awesome and he's very happy in his forever foster home.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Recent adoptions
Trying to wrap up all the year end paperwork for the rescue and also working on the 2012 operating budget, so I'm once again behind on posting. I might have to find a volunteer to blog!
On December 31, 2011 the following were adopted: ToeToe, Dr. Watson, Darjeeling, and Jill Munroe - last of the Charlie's Angels kittens. However, Jill was returned today because she was just overwhelmed in the house filled with children and other animals. It was too much for her. We make a lifetime committment to all cats adopted from us - they can be returned at any time for any reason and we will always welcome them back with open arms.
This week's adoptions are quite a few! We had 13 adoptions today and one earlier in the week. The following were adopted this week: Luna, Oliver Twist, Vito (woohoo!!!!), Seraphina, Nikki, Naomi, Daisy Williams, Saturn and Scamp together, Nugget and Nash together, Sherlock Holmes and Noel together, and Serenade.
On December 31, 2011 the following were adopted: ToeToe, Dr. Watson, Darjeeling, and Jill Munroe - last of the Charlie's Angels kittens. However, Jill was returned today because she was just overwhelmed in the house filled with children and other animals. It was too much for her. We make a lifetime committment to all cats adopted from us - they can be returned at any time for any reason and we will always welcome them back with open arms.
This week's adoptions are quite a few! We had 13 adoptions today and one earlier in the week. The following were adopted this week: Luna, Oliver Twist, Vito (woohoo!!!!), Seraphina, Nikki, Naomi, Daisy Williams, Saturn and Scamp together, Nugget and Nash together, Sherlock Holmes and Noel together, and Serenade.
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