
14/07/2025
I’m sitting here and it’s storming outside…thundering, lightning, down pouring. All I can think about is how grateful I am the cats I could help are safe, several of them after so many years waiting - an entire decade for some - finally safe. Benny who was recently all too familiar with trying to find safety on the street now finally never having to worry about it ever again. My heart can barely take it.
And then the absolute anguish and heartache thinking of all the ones still waiting, and knowing so many will never get their chance.
Cats are fine on the street people will say. They’re happier out there. But what about when the storm hits? What about when the extreme heat comes? The downpours and the flooding? The freezing temps and sub zero winds? We often think of nature surviving, somehow making it through. Well there’s nothing natural about cats on the city streets. There’s nothing natural about domesticated animals failed by the humans they depend on for survival desperately fending for themselves in the storm, literally and figuratively.