Last week, I went to the hospital every day but Sunday (Michael went on Sunday). Garfield is doing great. The vet rechecked his blood on Saturday and his red blood cell level was still the same. He was given his last injection of the hormone that stimulates red blood cell production, and they said he […]
I went to the hospital to visit Garfield and Panda every day this week again, except today, because Michael went. Garfield is doing great, is full of energy, very playful, very cuddly, and he’s looking so much better than he did two months ago. Panda, on the other hand, is not doing great. He is
Princess tested negative for giardia on August 21st, so I decided to take her out of the hospital and foster her at home with Baby. My resident cats were not too happy at first, but also not excessively unhappy. So, I kept her in my office with Baby for a few days, and little by
Last night, before going to bed, I couldn’t stop thinking that we could actually get Baby out of the hospital and foster her for a little while. She’s healthy, she’s been vaccinated, and the only reason why I left her at the hospital was so she could be with her mother. But Princess needs to
Since I last wrote, a few things have happened! August 3rd: I went to check on Princess near the massage place at the market, and there she was. She wasn’t alone. There was another black cat with her. One I had seen before. Unsterilised, and looking like he might have a skin disease. I decided
On Thursday morning, as I was getting some tea at 7/11, I met a beautiful friendly dog I had never seen before. So obviously, I stopped to say hi. He was hanging out with a dog I know, from little Brownie’s pack (most likely her father – I want to get him sterilised, but he’s
On Tuesday, after my morning walk with the dogs, I went to the market to check how many cats were around. I usually see quite a few in the distance. Some of them have collars and I think some of the sellers take care of them. Others don’t have collars, and some of them look
The best thing that has happened this week is Softie getting adopted! He went back to the street on July 10th, after 11 days at the hospital. Despite all the ads I posted online, nobody showed any real interest. Then, my friend Alice decided to help and also posted a couple of ads online, with
I know I’m not the first one feeling the way I feel about animal rescuing, and I certainly won’t be the last one. It’s tough. Really tough. And it never ends. No matter how many individuals try to help the animals, without a collective effort, very little is likely to change. I’m not going to
This week has been hectic. I went to the animal hospital twice almost every day. Once with my cat Selina who needed daily treatment, and another time to visit Softie and Garfield. And I had a lot of other things to deal with, related to work and studies. And this morning, I found one of