Ms Myraki is looking for a Furever Home

  Meet my friend Mary Ellen - she has two email lists that I belong to - the first is AngelScribe and the second is Pet Tips & Tales - you can read some of her archived articles by clicking here

She also has taught her kitties to swim and appeared on Animal Planets Must Love Cats!

This is the story she had in her newsletter today and it broke my heart.  I asked her if I could repeat it for you because it's a conversation that needs to be had.  I have a new co-worker who, when I asked if she had any pets, sheepishly answered "Yes, Seven cats"  "Seven?!", I replied, looking at her like she might be one of those CCL's (Crazy Cat Ladies) - and she said that she and her husband live out in the country and people from town  just dump cats on their road, and she can't bear to turn them away, knowing that they will never be able to survive out in the woods.
  
It is sad when people can no longer take care of their pets, but even sadder when they just leave them behind like garbage that they no longer want.  Yay for Mary Ellen for fostering Ms. Myraki - I hope she finds a new furever home soon.  (And I hate to wish bad things on her previous owners, but - karma will get them...)

Mary Ellen "Angel Scribe" and her sweet Brindle Persian foster kitty, Ms. Myrakl. Why would someone treat this elderly cat like a sack of garbage, tossing her out to survive on her own? The reason behind this insanity is a mystery.

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Pardon me, but today I am "hissed off" and confused. Why do humans refer to animals as "dumb", when it's really the other way around?! Some humans' actions result in pain and suffering to innocent, loving animals; but rescued mistreated animals smother their new "parents" with love, the only "gift" they know how to give, from deep within their souls.

It took three weeks for Myrakl's neighbors to lure her into a live-animal trap and take her to the Humane Society after her owners left their three domesticated cats behind, OUT IN THE JANUARY COLD to fend for themselves, after packing up all of their belongings, locking up the house, and driving off for parts unknown.

As a domesticated exotic Persian elderly cat with NO BOTTOM TEETH, Myrakl is far from "streetwise". Even if she did manage to catch any dinner (prey), she would have a difficult time eating it. She also had worms so she'd have been hard-pressed to absorb any nutrients from said prey. Her once-gorgeous fur was matted into cement hard, tennis ball-size clumps which made walking difficult. Myrakl patiently endured five hours grooming over several days to remove the matted fur, (we are still not done!) enough to fill one-third of a grocery bag. I named her "Myrakl" due to her "miracle" survival and will foster her until she is placed with someone looking for a purr-fectly beautiful lap cat.

Regarding Myrakl's two siblings, a kind neighbor took one in; the other was found mauled to death, either by a vehicle or larger animal.

As I happened upon Myrakl recuperating in a cage in the This 'n' That shop, a sobbing young woman entered the shop with a cat wrapped in a ragged towel, their close bond evident. Between sobs, tears, kisses and nuzzling her kitty, she repeated over and over again, "I love you!". The woman had just lost her home, but rather than leaving her beloved kitty behind to fend for itself she lovingly relinquished it to the Humane Society knowing that it would receive shelter, food, safety, and a chance for a new life with another family.

"I try not to tear up over this unfortunately frequent scenario. It breaks my heart, but there is nothing to do for these people but to accept their pets, and to pray for them", says Janetta Overholser, president of The Humane Society of Cottage Grove. "Adopting an older pet is wonderful thing to do and you can see that this young woman's cat is used to being loved."

Had Myrakl's pet parents acted as responsibly as this young woman did, none of that needless pain and suffering would have occurred. Bravo to this young woman for doing the right thing. Should you happen to hear of a family faced with a similar plight, offer to relieve them of the emotional burden of relinquishing their pet(s) and take their animals to a Shelter.

Now, off to cuddle Myrakl to keep her feeling safe and loved.

NOTE:

If you are interested in adopting Myrakl or donating towards her dental/medical bills, contact the Human Society This n That Shop on 8th Street. Phone 541 942 2789.

Donations are accepted by mail to CGHS; PO Box 61; Cottage Grove, Oregon, 97424, or in person at the shop. 

PS - Thanks again to Mary Ellen for allowing me to re-post her story here.  By the way, if you go to my friend  Miss Peach's blog  today, she has an another amazing story of redemption from Mary Ellen's Tips & Tales!


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Sometimes the Universe just knows...

that you need a hug............


The mail hadn't come Friday night when we left for dinner, so it made an even nicer surprise to find a package with a familiar handwriting in our mail box when we came home.

My present was from the ever thoughtful Miss Peach (and her mamma Karla, I'm sure, as I've yet to find a kitty with opposable thumbs in order to wrap packages...) who sent this wonderful little tin box with a candle in a little flowerpot with my name on it, a tea bag of "Perfect Peach" tea, a magnet that says "Count your Blessings" and a sweet little card that says "A home without a cat is like a garden without flowers" - (how true that is!)

Wow! What with the hot weather this week and some not so hot changes at work, getting this little reminder that someone cares really made my day! Thank you. Miss Peach, from the bottom of my heart.

Sophia's sweater heads to England

Sophia's Sweater is headed to England with her grandma & grandpa. Look at the sweet little heart buttons I found for it.












And look at the cool hat I made for her mama from the yarn I had left over. (if you click on the photo to biggify it, you can see the flower and the detail of the shell stitches) Wendy has promised to email me a picture of Erin in her hat. I can't wait.

It was the best time.......

A few weeks ago we went out to see our friends Curtis & Felicity for a wonderful luncheon on their deck. They live on the channel between the mainland and Lummi Island.

One of the main reasons we went was to see their son Johnny's vegetable garden - no, this isn't it - somehow, I didn't get a picture of that, but I love how Felicity has grouped all these blue pots with the cheerful geraniums





We also wanted to meet Rufus - their new "dawg" - he's a good dog - still a puppy - and very friendly. He and The Shepherd hit it off immediately.

And we heard all about the family's recent trip to Disneyland and about teen aged daughter Anna's foray's into the world of driving a car.













I worked for Curtis from 1981 - 1991 - he is one of my very best friends.











Felicity is a fantastic cook. We had grilled chicken that had been marinated in spices and soy sauce. It was SO good! A big platter of fruit and a very tasty pasta salad with artichokes and avocado, feta cheese and Genoa salami - all my favorite things!





I was in charge of bringing a green salad - so I made up a chop salad with spring greens topped with chopped celery, cucumber, tomatoes, mushrooms, broccoli, green onion and topped with nasturtiums! Served with Poppy Seed dressing - it was pretty darn good, if I don't say so myself.

I also learned that when you use flowers in your salad you need to wash them REALLY well - If I hadn't found him, a little extra protein in the form of an earwig really would have ruined my day!



We had a special visitor - this blue heron stopped by to see what was happening.

The other special person who joined us for lunch was Felicity's mom - she is such an interesting person and has been on all kinds of adventures -








This is Romeo - coming out to bid us farewell.

Yes, we had just the best time.