I’ve been thinking a lot lately of recent events. How many of you have heard the news of one million species will go extinct by the human race if nothing is done to stop our destruction? With it being Endangered Species Day, I am truly reflecting on this heartbreaking issue and what can be done. I went to the Audubon Society’s Women in Conversation gala luncheon yesterday at The Plaza Hotel in New York City. I get a little glimmer of hope of all the wonderful people doing thankless work to preserve our plant and animal life.
Even our beloved domestic pets are not safe from our hands. The heartbreaking stats of the abandoned cats and dogs that overpopulate the shelters only to be destroyed are staggering. Thanks to animal rescue initiatives such as TNR, animal sanctuaries, and strong effective adoption and fostering drives, the stats has lessened over the years but they are still overwhelming. Their plight is also due to our species’ manipulation of uprooting them from their natural homes and wild behaviors. Because of this, it is our duty to take care of them and provide them with the best life possible.
Cecil’s death sparked a debate but so much still has to be done. Reports of his brother and son also suffering the same brutal fate of being killed by trophy hunters hurts my heart but heartbreak won’t help these animals – consistent active participation to stop this will. We all have to do better.
The New York Assembly Standing Committee on Agriculture is considering an important bill to ban the declawing of cats statewide. Please ask the committee to hold a hearing on the bill, Assembly Bill 1303, which would prohibit declaw surgery throughout the state. Click on the Alley Cat Allies link that will take to you to the letter that will go out to all your state representatives. The fact we still have this barbaric practice when countries have banned the procedure is astonishing and embarrassing we are lagging behind. We can help end this and help all kitties stay healthfully intact.
Today is National Pet Day. It’s making me a bit nostalgic to relive a time when a feisty, loving tortie cat entered my life. This is a bit of a long read but ones that tugs on your heartstrings.
Not so long ago, I noticed a small tortoiseshell cat on the corner of a major avenue intersection. She crouched down looking at the world around her of rowdy teens and overtired adults.
When I got closer to her, I noticed her fur had several bald patches. Despite her obviously ill appearance, she had an outgoing and confident personality living up to the tortie legend. Petting her I felt the bones protruding under the skin. I began a routine of feeding her breakfast and dinner when I came home from work. People noticed me feeding her and giving reports she’s been chased by angry homeowners and fighting the more seasoned street smart cats. I knew I couldn’t let her stay on the street.
I took to my vet. She tested negative for FIV and FeLV, plus, she had a spay scar. The bad news she had friends of fleas and their internal buddies – parasites. The craziest part came when the vet scanned her shoulder to discover she was chipped! The office called the owners registered to the chip number. They shamelessly said they were not interested in the cat anymore.
I thought this had to be a divine sign. I had been wanting to get Lancelot some company, perhaps this girl was the one. Because of her infections, the vet instructed she and Lancelot could share the litter box or food/water bowls. This meant their interacting together had to be very closely monitored. The saying you never get a second chance to make a first impression certainly fit Lancelot and Swee’Pea’s (her new name) encounter. Disaster from day one and even after two months, it never got better. Only worse.
Lancelot became obsessed with her. He wouldn’t give the poor thing space, nor would he take the cues of her growling and hissing to leave her alone. I got Lancelot from the ASPCA and his origins are somewhat of a mystery. I always suspected he did not have the opportunity to be around his siblings and his mother long enough for proper socialization. I tried switching them in different rooms, giving Swee’Pea towels he laid on to get used to his scent. These two were so incompatible, my then boyfriend at the time put a pet gate in between them when we went to work. By the approach of the third month, I knew she couldn’t stay but she would stay as long as it took until she could find a loving home.
I told a cat-loving coworker about my stressful situation. He said to call the Mayor’s Animal Alliance for NYC’s Animals. They helped him out when he rescued a stray off the street. I hesitated hoping I could find her a home but a lot of people were not interested in adopting (understandably so) a cat when they were still undergoing parasitic treatment. I finally broke down and spoke to a representative at the Mayor’s Animal Alliance, she said since the cat is chipped look if it can be traced back to a shelter or rescue. She said if they’re a no-kill shelter they will want her back
The people at HomeAgain would not release the origin of her microchip number. They said it had to come from a veterinarian’s office or animal rescue. My boyfriend had lady luck on his side. He said the customer service person told him right away Swee’Pea’s original chip owner was on other than the ASPCA! I immediately called them, and they verified that Ms. Swee’Pea was indeed theirs. They would be more than happy to take her back and finish up her medical treatment.
While joy and relief swept through me, I also had a horrible feeling. Those owners who dumped Swee’Pea adopted her from their organization. Their vetting process isn’t very thorough as I got Lancelot for a mere $30.00 and filled out an application. With a cautious heart, I did take Swee’Pea back to the ASPCA. They told me she has been here twice times already. One family took her back after they adopted her followed by those demons who left her to die on the street. I wanted to cry right then and there. They said they will continue treating her and when she is well enough to be put up for adoption.
I wanted to know about the people who abandoned her and left the cat to die. She said they are now flagged on their database and will be escorted off the premises if they fail to leave voluntarily. I asked who is in charge of their adoptions. They gave me the contact information of the executive director of their adoption center. I wrote a heartfelt and very detailed letter about Swee’Pea. I gave her the chip number all the information I could about this very sweet girl. I explained it can’t be stressed enough that due to this poor girl’s history of abandonment, stricter vetting procedures must be made in her case.
I got a response back that Swee’Pea is doing well and I could call anytime to check up on her. I did just that. They told me she is healing up nicely and getting a lot of interaction with staff as she has been through a lot. I kept checking up on Swee’Pea until I found out she got adopted. I pray in my heart of hearts this is her final home. It’s too bad she and Lancelot couldn’t stand one another. A definite love connection fail. I won’t give up hope. I know his “Guinevere” is out there for him.
Most of us have been there more than once in our lives. Life can be a cruel irony at times. We get knocked down with one crisis followed by another. A lot of these crises hit us financially.
It’s taboo, and rightfully so, although people should get the assistance if they truly need it, for parents to give up their children when they run into hard times. You can’t dump your child off at a shelter because you lost your job or suddenly, they become an inconvenience. I’m not saying beloved pet has more importance than human children, but I do find it odd how easy you can discard a sentient being that you have voluntarily decided to adopt into your life to take care of.
Unfortunately, the law in our society view pets or any animal you are taking care of as property, with little to no rights, although this “property” unlike inanimate objects, can think and feel. Organizations like the Animal Legal Defense Fund is working to change how the legislation views animals as property.
I remember years ago when I was working a terrible and stressful corporate job in the Wall Street area while going to school at night for my master’s degree. I knew I wouldn’t be able to successfully graduate unless I gave up that toxic job. The degree was an investment in my future, and I wasn’t going to let a dead-end job with a boss who was notorious at stringing her team along with hopes of advancements that would never come. I quit with a few thousand dollars in savings. I would be alright for only a couple of months. Plan B? I had none.
During this time, I had my beloved two cats – two sibling brothers who I loved dearly. Looking back, I never ever even entertained the idea of giving them up, even when I had the fear that I couldn’t make the rent. Failing them would not even enter the equation. I managed to get full-time employment in the nick of time after a few months of leaving the Wall Street law firm. I knew I would.
I am sympathetic to people who are struggling to make ends meet that has children. The children are the priority, yet, at the same time, I hope those families exhausted every possibility of trying to keep their entire family intact with their pets as they weather the storm.
Usually, the storm always subsides. How long it stays before it leaves is another matter.
Wasn’t a good V-day for me. Started a new job I hate a week ago. It’s a horrible feeling to go into work with fear and dread.
Anyway, I came home tonight and my Lancelot, as always, waiting at the door as he hears the key turning the locks. Of course, he’s hungry but even after he is giving his dinner, he purrs and wants my undivided attention. That’s when I realize. I have a Valentine every day in the form of this lovable and at times crazy cat. He drives me insane with his meowing in the wee hours of the morning for his breakfast; how he is obsessed with the closet; the fact he will meow telling me to get out of bed and be productive because he doesn’t like for me to sleep in. Despite all his quirks, his love and attention are unwavering. No matter how down I feel he is there to pick me up.
Will you be my Valentine, Lancelot? You’re certainly mine.
This past Thursday night was the annual New York Pet Fashion show held at the Pennsylvania Hotel opposite Madison Square Garden. I attended last year and thought it would be great to cover it this year and share with you all. I knew it was in early February but for some reason, I thought time had my back. I would know beforehand to purchase a ticket.
To my disappointment, I completely thought it was going to be held the second week of February. I blame it on Lancelot the Grey, as this Thursday night I came home tired and my cat acted up fooling around in the closet. He’s not supposed to be in that particular closet as it has tools and all kinds of stuff where he could get possibly hurt.
As the wonderful haute couture pets were strutting their stuff down the runway, I contended with a mischevious cat at home. I’ll do better next time, friends.
Hello, fellow crazy cat people! It doesn’t matter if your crazy cat self-level is light, in-between, or hardcore. This blog has something for everyone who loves cats and animals in general.
New York City is one of, if not the best, partying cities in the world. So, you know our cat game is strong. Although, the west coast has pioneered the mega-conventions, CatCon, anyone? The Big Apple is making strides in creating fun animal events to promote the well-being of our beloved pets and to support animal rescue/activism.
Kitties in the City is a blog that will be covering the cool and the cute events in New York City and beyond. With the help of my beloved furbaby, Lancelot the Grey, I will let you fellow crazy catters (not an actual word, but it should be) know what’s happening around town. KitC will also do reviews of documentaries, films, books. Lancelot and I would love to hear from you about your love of cats, dogs, etc. Share what type of content you would like to see. Since we are visual creatures, I’ll do my best in providing videos and pictures along with the posts, so you don’t totally feel like you’re at the reading library!
I am looking forward to building a community of pet lovers, whether you’re a city dweller or not.