Isn't this supposed to be a long weekend??? Good news, moderately bad and awful...

So...

The last few days have been anything but peaceful and relaxing.

Should I start with the good ?

Beatrix found a home - hurray! Poor princess Beatrix is a 4 year old cat that we have had in foster care since last November. Her new guy is wonderful and apparently she walked into her new place and made herself comfortable. She even coped well with the scary subway ride home. Brave Beatrix!!! I am so happy that she has a permanent place to lay her head - she deserves it!

The bad....

I got a frantic call to come and get a cat that we had placed a year ago. Of course, since it is technically a long weekend for most people, most vet clinics are closed except for the emergency ones which are big$$$ and the owner couldn't/wouldn't afford to take him there.

Poor Archie (pictured above) had been placed in a riding stable.

He was not and is not really an outdoor cat, but he has a nasty habit of peeing/pooping in places other than his litterbox on occasion. All veterinary reasons had been ruled out and he was so sweet that the clinic really didn't want to euth him as the owners were asking. Sooooo - we found a riding stable where he would get lots of pats and attention, would be fed, and they wouldn't care if he messed in a stall. (He also likes to use the riding arena as a giant litter box!)

It looks like he may have been kicked or stepped on. Apparently in the last little while he has gotten very hard of hearing and quite often won't move when the horses are coming.

He is doing okay, but is there anyone out there who night consider taking in this fellow and wouldn't freak about the occasional extra-litterbox deposit???

Archie loves other cats, dogs and kids - he is a really nice all around cat just looking for a place...

And the awful...

After 4 days of intense vetting including IV, anti vomiting meds, anti-biotics and even a plasma transfusion, little Curtis passed over the Rainbow Bridge yesterday.

He was a lovely pup and everyone who met him/ knew him is totally devastated. I can't even begin to cope. My daughter Emma was actually pushing to adopt him...

We don't even have the test results yet, but it was definitely something viral - either parvo or distemper. If he had been vaccinated EVEN once as a pup he would have gotten sick but it probably wouldn't have killed him.

Why can't people be more responsible???

I sincerely hope that your long weekend is going better.....