I didn't visit the Humane Society this week, but last week I went twice. While I was there with these guys, one little fella was adopted. It was Charlie, actually. Two of the three white kittens were adopted, and slowly they are getting out of there. There were only 7 left last week. Once they are all adopted, it will free up one entire condo for several other cats .... individual ones and not so restricted.

It has been fun to see them form relationships with the inn keepers and how they now love to have visitors.....they are socialized now...and I had a tiny part of that fun. They really broke my heart when I first saw them. There were so many and from what I understand, 9 had one eye, most have jaw and teeth issues and the kittens (3) had heart problems from inbreeding so much.

So the ending to this story is not a fabulous one, but a good one. This particular part of Vermont has a great shelter and a great concerned community. As you get further out in the sticks (where I live) the farmers etc. tend to treat their animals less nicely. Not all farmers, but many just let their dogs and cats run and they shoot them when they become a burden. Such is life unfortunately.

I will let you know when the last kitty has been adopted, which probably won't be TOO long!

Thanks for asking.