I still remember.
Yes, I do.
I was very young, but the memories haunt.
To this day.
I was unwanted and unloved.
Somebody just dumped me at Animal Care & Control.
Even they didn't want me.
I sat right outside the front door and sweetly mewed at every purrson that came in.
I play with the children.
I rubbed up against the Moms and Dads.
I hoped for a home.
I was hungry and thirsty.
I was lonesome and afraid.
Then ... this Mom and Dad sat inside and watched me.
Their hearts were breaking because they were looking for a lost tortie.
(They didn't find her -- never found her)
They found me.
I found them.
Once they realized that their missing kitty was not there, they looked at me.
They said to one another.
"do you want to take her home"
And the humans at ACC gave them a something for me to be taken home in.
That was the beginning of my new life.
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The life of a feral cat is not a happy one.
It is always cut short.
That is why we must do what we can to help.
We help out in our area with First Coast No More Homeless Pets, which is TNR organization affiliated with Best Friends.
Today is the 10th anniversary of National Feral Day started by the Alley Cat rescue organization.
Please purr for the ferals, and help any way you can.
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We feel very lucky that we took Gracie in because of what we saw at the ACC, if she had been taken inside the ACC, being just a gray tabby kitten there is no way she would have stood a chance. They were so overwhelmed with animals, and after being taken to the "back" where up to 6 cats were huddled together facing their last day...it was the most overwhelming thing I have experienced. I wanted to save them all, but couldn't, and still feel despair over it. But I did save one, or did she save me.
My saving Grace.
