I just caught up on this story. There really aren't words. I wasn't going to look, then I saw she was in Colorado, too. I HAD to look then. I don't know what to say except I'm really glad she found caring people to help her.

The heartbreak is that we can't help them all. We can't adopt them all and we can't save them all. But we can take great comfort in knowing we CAN save some of them.

I am now an owned-by-cat (as opposed to a cat owner) through similar conditions. I was updating the Shelter's webpage and took this guy's picture. He looked worse than terrible. By the time he had wormed his way into my soul and I adopted him, he was thin, almost totally bald from the mats being cut out of his coat, he needed two infected teeth removed (one was broken off at the gum), neutered, and his eyelids were turned in and he had to have them surgically corrected so he could see without pain. Now, however, he's the gorgeous fluffy white dandelion of a kitty I knew he always was. From the moment I saw him, I saw him whole and healthy. The most outstanding thing was through all his misery he had the best, most loving disposition. He still does.

I wish I could tell the world that ya gotta look at a cat or dog through the eyes of love and see beyond the physical. People, too.

Now my big white kitty lives in total (almost) harmony with my four dogs and my neighbor's dog, too!

They're worth the effort.