You know, I feel like venting a bit.
I've been feeding a couple male cats that hang down at my end of the trailer park. I knew they were both fixed, but today I realized one of them has been declawed in the front. He had rolled over on the cement for me to pet him and I just happened to peek at his front paws. When they're declawed they just look different...who the hell lets a cat go that has not only been fixed, but also declawed. It makes me sick to think that there are people in the world that take an animal and discard them like trash when they no longer want them or can't bring them to wherever they're moving. I have been living in this crappy place because of my rescues. It gets harder everyday for me to stay here with this slumlord that owns the park now, but we all make choices. When my ex and I split up a few years ago and I got custody of all the rescues, I made the choice to keep them together and try and find good homes for them.....ok, so the good home thing hasn't really worked out, but I'm not going to just toss them in the street again.....some days I just wish I didn't or couldn't feel for animals or people, but I know it's not who I am.
Stepping off soapbox now.
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