This morning, 3 of the older cats at our shelter were put to sleep. Doodle was a pretty calico girl, with a cauliflower ear (probably from a hematoma some time in the past). She looked rough, but she was a lover. She was declawed all around, except for one toe. Her sister, Charlotte, was a blue girl that looked like velvet. They were both 12 years old, and they just weren't going to be adopted. Their original owner brought them in and said she was getting to be allergic to them. (We wondered what her new boyfriend's name is.) We kept them for over 2 months. The big guy looked like a Maine Coon. But he was very scared. I mentioned him in another thread. He had been originally adopted from the shelter 11 years ago. His owner died, and no one in the family would take care of him. He was already skinny and scared, and he just wouldn't eat or drink.
It's starting to be kitten season, and that's a dangerous time for adult cats at the shelter.
It's starting to be kitten season, and that's a dangerous time for adult cats at the shelter.