Bachelor of the Week: Gary!

You guys!

I decided to get off my behind and do one more Bachelor of the Week for 2015. And so, for our final fellow of the year, we have:

GARY

GARY

 This is Gary. Gary is handsome. Gary is ten. Gary is orange. Gary is a tabby. I think by now you know his name, so let’s talk about his other attributes, shall we? Gary, that handsome ten-year-old orange tabby up there, is a very curious and confident cat and yet he’s also independent with just a touch of the playful gene. He enjoys interactive toys, sipping water from the faucet, and snuggling deep down into blankets. Gary wouldn’t mind a home with older kids who really know how to appeal to his mischievous side. He  would also be totally ok being your one and only and yet he is open to sharing his relationship to you with other cats. He loves to chat, likes long strolls on the beach, and is an Aries. (That last part may or may not be a lie. Call Gary and ask him. Tell him Crepes sent you.)
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If you’d like to meet Gary, contact Save A Pet IL. December is “New Leash on Life” days there and the adoption fee is waived for all pets that have been there a year or longer, which includes GARY! Also, Gary has a few tendencies to upper respiratory infections and GI Issues, but they’re controlled with diet. This qualifies him for permanent foster, which allows you to get medical support from Save  A Pet for the duration of Gary’s life.
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If you think you can share your life and your leaky faucet with the fabulous Gary, (and really, who wouldn’t want to?) hurry up and get over there to adopt him. I SAID HURRY. The year’s almost over. You need to meet your cat quota. GO GO GO!

"I'm dreaming of a white faucet... just like the ones I used to know..." - Gary.

“I’m dreaming of a white faucet… just like the ones I used to know…” – Gary.

Gary, deeply contemplating the snuggle factor of this blanket/basket combo.

Gary, deeply contemplating the snuggle factor of this blanket/basket combo.

Love,

Crepes.

 

 PS. I know I have been scarce lately. I will be back in 2016 with all new laughs and bachelors. I think it’s time I get back to my silly self.

Rescue Never Takes A Break Even If We Do

UPDATE:  Please see the update to the story at the bottom of page.

Alana here.

Recently, you may have noticed that Crepes and I haven’t been blogging as much as usual. Numerous things in our lives have been taking up a lot of time, but it has just come to my attention that, despite our busy lives, rescue never takes a break.

A few months ago, we bought our very first house. It’s something I’ve been looking forward to for  many years. The last few weeks have been absolutely filled with things to do – drywalling, gardening, heavy lifting. I’ve been trying very hard to get this home ready for us and our kitties and dog because we’ve outgrown the one we’re currently in, but this has lead to a lack of time for certain things. I haven’t been fostering this summer yet because I have no where to put the kittens. I haven’t been doing as much volunteering because I’ve been trying to work on the house and keep up our CATastrophes project. Just now, though, I got a wake up call that reminded me that just because I have a new house and a new project, that doesn’t mean that I can put my rescue efforts on hold.

As I was finishing up some gardening, I got a text message from Chicago Cat Rescue saying there was a blind, sick cat lying in someone’s front yard in my neighborhood. A good Samaritan found him there, offered him something to eat, and posted his photo on Facebook. Chicago Cat Rescue knew I lived nearby and asked if there was any way I could help. I had nothing with me – no carrier, no gloves, no supplies – but I ran over there anyway to see what I could do. And there I found a giant orange and white man cat lying beneath a lilac bush on a bed of lavender. His eyes were swollen shut and he seemed unable to walk. While I was coming up with a plan, another CCR volunteer arrived. Luckily, she had a carrier and a blanket. I asked the home owners for some thick gloves and some more tuna. We opened the carrier and put it in front of him and the little fellow tried to climb into the carrier but was unable to do so on his own. While I distracted him with the food, which even in his state he ate with relish, (not real relish, of course. That’s too salty for a kitty.) my partner lifted his back end into the carrier and I closed the lid. We whisked  him to the car and off he went to the safety of Chicago Cat Rescue and the hope of recovery.

I didn't stop to take a pic while trying to help him. This is the post that saved him.

I didn’t stop to take a pic while trying to help him. This is the post that saved him.

Driving home, this experience made me realize a few things. I realized that social networking really does work and that this blogging and online work that so many of us do truly does have an impact. Without the social network of that one post, our friend would have been picked up by animal control and wouldn’t have had much of a chance.

I also realized I should carry a rescue kit in my car at all times. It feels helpless to see someone in need and not be able to offer assistance. As my dad always says, “you can take it off, but you can’t put it on if you don’t have it.” I think we’ll discuss rescue kits in an upcoming post.

And finally, I realized that just because my life is busy, rescue doesn’t need me any less.  Kittens are still being born and abandoned. Cats are still being injured out on the streets. These things do not take a break simply because I did. I need to make time for rescue because without the people who really care, amongst which I count myself one, these creatures wouldn’t have the chances that they do. They need help and they need it now.

Love,

Alana.

PS. I just got word that he’s awaiting medical attention but is currently comfortable, eating, and enjoying some pets. I suspect he’ll have some medical bills, and CCR is a small, volunteer-run organization, so if you have a spare $10 to send his way, it would be appreciated.

Click here to see a little video of him enjoying love.

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Enjoying some pate, fluids, and love with Julie from Chicago Cat Rescue.

I will be speaking at the BlogPaws conference this week in Nashville and may be away from my blog, but I promise to resume regular writing upon my return. I’ve learned my lesson.

UPDATE: As of 5/26/15, our little man has gone OTRB. The doctors determined that he had a several spinal cord, which paralyzed him from the waste down. There was little hope of recovery for him because of the damage and our friend was eased of his suffering. It breaks my heart to know that he’s gone, but I find comfort knowing that I did my part to bring to him an end of comfort. Instead of being alone under a bush, he died peacefully, warm, well fed, and loved, and he will be remembered forever. I’m sorry I couldn’t do more, but if I’d been able, I would have given anything to save you. Rest in peace, little buddy.

Bachelor of the Week: Paesan!

Oh, you guys. Look at this.

LOOK.

LOOK.

This is Paesan and he has a face that makes you go “awww.” Am I right? He also has FIV. And, um, stomatitis. And asthma. Oh, and beautiful orange fur! Wouldn’t you love to pet his wonderful, luscious coat? I’ll bet you would! You could even stroke it as you held his tiny little asthma mask to his face. He’s so high tech.

Paesan doesn’t mind other kitties and stays out of their way. He loves to make faces at you, with or without his asthma mask on, and enjoys being petted, but not TOO much. That last part is key. Also, I’ve heard tell he loves to eat stew. I’m not sure where I heard that, but I’m sure it’s true.

Anyway, as I describe him to you, I get the feeling myself that he’s quite an enigma, really. So many likes, so many dislikes, so many special needs. Do you want to be the one to figure this little guy out? Are you afraid that he’s going to break your heart or, perhaps, your pocket book?

Never fear on the first one; if he commits to you, it’s for life. And as far as the funds go for managing his health care, Save A Pet IL is willing to allow him as a permanent foster and will cover medical bills for his stomatitis and asthma. So, problem solved!

If you’d like to meet him, contact Save A Pet IL to get more information on this radiant fellow.

And in case you weren’t already convinced by the first photo:

Paesan for President.

Paesan for President.

"The cafeteria is out of stew again? Nuts." - Paesan.

“The cafeteria is out of stew again? Nuts.” – Paesan.

"Oh, are you interested in ME? Let's have stew and chat." - Paesan.

“Oh, are you interested in ME? Let’s have stew and chat.” – Paesan.

Photos provided by Save a Pet IL.

Love,

Crepes.

Bachelor of the Week: Todd!

Today, we have a man of mystery. In fact, I know nothing about him.

This is Todd. He might like tuna. I'm not really sure. That's for you to find out.

This is Todd. He might like tuna. I’m not really sure. That’s for you to find out.

His description on the Tabby’s Place page hasn’t been filled in and his likes are unknown, save for cats. He likes cats. Really, who doesn’t like cats is the better question?

But why is so little known of this orange and white enigma?

When little Todd was only three months old, a mere baby, he came in to Tabby’s Place afraid of the world. Now six months old, his timid nature was overcome by the volunteers of Tabby’s Place and Todd no longer fears being touched by people, but he does still fear other things in the world.

Todd is looking for a special someone to protect him from the things he fears, to shield him from the evil vacuum and courageously safeguard him from the winds of winter. Todd needs someone to keep him safe. And so what if so much of his life is an unknown? It means life with Todd will be full of surprises and you and he can unravel together.

Todd before he let love in.

Todd before he let love in.

Todd is a novel that you can take to bed with you nightly for the next two decades. Todd is a love story, an adventure, and a light-hearted comedy all rolled into one. Todd is the literature that lasts for ages.

Will you give Todd a chance? Please do. If he could take a leap of faith and let someone pet him even in the midst of all his fears, you can take a chance on his unknowns and be the person he’s been waiting for.

Todd realizing how grand love is.

Todd realizing how grand love is.

 

Love,

Crepes.

PS. Read this absolutely beautiful tribute to Todd written by Angela at Tabby’s Place. I couldn’t have said it better myself, which is saying something.