I sit here with a cat on my chest, as frustrating as it is, I still enjoy the nuisance she is. She is an adoption cat, one I can't decide to truly adopt out because of her attitude, she is awesome (most cats are...lol). I love this girl and she loves me. She would need to have someone that is willing to put up with her wanting to be under the covers, wanting to sit on you when you are on the computer, and one that sits and waits for you to come back to your spot. I wonder, will I find that in another family? I always am frightened they will end up in the wrong hands, that is why I am so strict on the adoption policy, to the point people refuse to adopt from me, but I feel if we have an open adoption it will ease my mind and I will know they will be in the right home. So many of these guys I have had since birth, or taken from a bad situation, taught them to trust again and I don't want them to fear living, so I have to be the way I am.
I wish everyday they would get adopted, that way I can take in more strays or help families in need. Right now we are just so small and need to rebuild their kennel, the old one just will not work anymore. I sometimes wonder if I have bitten off more than I can chew, but then I look at their faces and know, most likely if they weren't here, under foot, they would be dead in a shelter or on the streets, or producing more litters that will ultimately get destroyed in one fashion or another.
I wish everyday they would get adopted, that way I can take in more strays or help families in need. Right now we are just so small and need to rebuild their kennel, the old one just will not work anymore. I sometimes wonder if I have bitten off more than I can chew, but then I look at their faces and know, most likely if they weren't here, under foot, they would be dead in a shelter or on the streets, or producing more litters that will ultimately get destroyed in one fashion or another.