Well yesterday at work people were asking me if I was excited about going to the shelter. My answer was no I'm not looking forward to 150 caged cats! Some I knew would be sick and in need of help. I was really dreading it and had hopes that I would be happily surprised. I wasn'tIt was even worse than anything I could have dreamed up.
I live in a small rural community and obviously they get little support. The shelter is in a small 3 bedroom old house. One room is an office, one room is the operating room, and that leaves two small rooms and a kitchen that are wall to wall cats. One room is full of slightly ill cats who are recouping from ring worm and URI's. You can barely turn around in this room because there are so many cages. Each cage has a minimum of two to three cats in it. In the other room they have the sickest cats. Severe URI's, horrible diarrhea, you name it! It to is wall to wall with cages out in the middle of the floor so you can barely move in there. I was told that whenever I had any spare time to wipe the green snot off of the walls!! The kitchen area has cages crammed into every knook and cranny. The narrow hallway was lined wall to wall with more cages full of cats. The only place I didn't see an animal was in the bathroom!!
They used to have open rooms but because it was spreading illness they had to stop that. These cats never get out of the cages other than whatever time you can hold them or when they are being medicated. Some of these were energetic and wanted to play but there is no room. A small cage with two cats, litter box, and food and water bowls does not leave any room for anything!!
Every room I walked into I was grabbed by my hair, shirt sleeves, pant legs, sometimes from both sides at once, by begging crying kitties who wanted my attention. I wanted to throw my hands up and cry!!
It was horrible beyond belief. It's not that the people are bad and they are doing the best they can with what they have, and they had over 800 adoptions last year. It's the situation, the space, the sickness, and the overwhleming need for love that broke my heart.
I have never been in the caged animal part of a shelter before. Is all this normal??
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