29/10/2026
FEELING OVERWHELMED. SOMETHING HAS TO GIVE!
I genuinely don’t even know where to begin anymore.
For years, I’ve taken in cats nobody wanted. Cats facing death row, needing urgent medical treatment, abandoned, neglected and left with nowhere else to go.
And now I’ve reached the point where I can’t even help the cats desperately needing me in my own colonies.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT DOES TO SOMEONE MENTALLY TO WATCH AN ANIMAL SUFFER, KNOWING YOU HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO ROOM LEFT TO HELP IT?
Take the late Gail’s cats, for example.
ONLY TWO REMAIN! TWO! 💔
I managed to save all the others, but these last two are still out there, suffering and being abused day after day.
One has a suspected mouth tumour and desperately needs veterinary attention.
AND I CAN’T EVEN BRING THEM INTO MY CARE!
Not because I don’t want to. Not because I don’t care.
BECAUSE I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NOWHERE LEFT TO PUT THEM!
And the late Gail’s cats are just ONE example.
There are kittens suffering, cats needing urgent medical treatment and others being deliberately hurt.
Foxes have taken several of my colony cats. The man I’ve previously spoken about, who has been hurting cats, is back. And at another location, there’s yet another individual causing harm.
FIVE PREGNANT CATS. THREE ACTIVELY NURSING MOTHERS!
I’ve had to turn my eyes away. I’ve had to walk away from cats on death row.
DO PEOPLE THINK I JUST GO HOME AND FORGET THEIR FACES?
I carry every single one of them with me.
AND THEN THERE ARE THE EMPTY PROMISES!
People, including friends, promising they’ve got space, promising they’ll help, promising they’ll take a cat.
And then?
SILENCE! YOU NEVER HEAR FROM THEM AGAIN!
Please stop making promises you have no intention of keeping!
While you might forget what you said, I’m counting on that space for a life that desperately needs it.
AND WHAT ABOUT THE CATS ALREADY IN MY CARE?
Some have been waiting YEARS for someone to give them a chance.
Years of feeding, cleaning, medical care, litter, expenses and hoping somebody would finally come forward.
ZERO ADOPTIONS! Barely any genuine enquiries, and some leave me questioning whether people understand the responsibility of owning an animal.
AND THEN ALONG CAME SK (SPOOKY KEVIN)!
Our unexpected black visitor!
Thankfully, TWO beautiful sponsors stepped forward and covered his vaccination. I’m incredibly grateful to them. ❤️
But here’s the reality.
I had to cover the remainder of his veterinary bill myself, and sadly, some of my colonies went without their feeds because those funds had to go towards his care.
SK WILL BE RELEASED BACK BY THE WEEKEND.
After his vetting and recovery, I simply have no permanent space for him.
No room for another large enclosure, litter tray, feeding station or permanent resident.
AND HE CANNOT SPEND HIS LIFE SITTING IN A CRATE!
He’s a friendly boy who deserves a home, but with no adoption offers and nowhere suitable to accommodate him, I’ve reached my limit.
THIS IS THE REALITY WHEN SPACE, MONEY AND HELP RUN OUT!
And do you know what’s heartbreaking?
I’M STARTING TO REGRET EVERY FREAKING LIFE I’VE PULLED OFF DEATH ROW!
Not because those lives weren’t worth saving. Every single one was!
But because every life I save becomes another life I’m responsible for, sometimes for YEARS, while everyone else carries on.
THE FINANCIAL PRESSURE IS ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS!
What was $55,000 has now climbed to $58,000, and the figure keeps rising!
My car is stuffed and urgently needs its CV shafts replaced.
The same car I rely on to GET TO WORK, earn a living, drive hundreds of kilometres feeding colonies, transport cats and attend veterinary appointments!
One of my cats urgently needs dental surgery that simply cannot be delayed any longer.
And that’s only a fraction of what’s happening behind the scenes.
I’VE REACHED MY LIMIT, AND IT’S NOT OKAY ANYMORE! 💔
I DESPERATELY NEED SUITABLE LAND OR A SECURE LOCATION!
I’m genuinely asking whether someone, somewhere, has suitable land where some of the cats ALREADY IN MY CARE could be relocated.
Some are incredibly friendly and affectionate. Others are shy, unsocialised or simply prefer minimal human interaction.
I’m NOT asking anyone to establish a sanctuary or take over their daily feeding.
I need somewhere suitable, with shelter and a secure area where they can safely settle.
I WOULD STILL DRIVE OUT EVERY SINGLE DAY TO FEED THEM, PROVIDE WATER AND CHECK ON THEM!
They would need a safe settling in period, but I desperately need to free up space.
SOME HEARTBREAKING DECISIONS ARE NOW AHEAD!
MY FIRST PRIORITY IS TO REDUCE THE NUMBER OF CATS CURRENTLY IN MY CARE BY AT LEAST 20 BY NEXT WEEK!
Then another 20, and so on, until the numbers become manageable.
And I’m going to make something VERY clear.
I AM NOW CONSIDERING RETURNING CATS TO THEIR ORIGINAL COLONIES, REGARDLESS OF HOW LONG THEY HAVE BEEN IN MY CARE!
Some have been with me for months. Others for YEARS!
I know exactly how heartbreaking that sounds. I know the risks, and I know people will have plenty to say about it.
But I’m not going to pretend these decisions aren’t on the table simply because they’re uncomfortable for people to read.
I’m desperately seeking suitable homes or secure relocation options before those decisions have to be made.
Any return would still need to take the individual cat’s health, safety and ability to cope into account.
AND YES, THE POSSIBILITY OF EUTHANASIA IS ALSO SOMETHING I’M NOW HAVING TO FACE!
It’s a word no rescuer ever wants to say, let alone contemplate.
Any euthanasia decision would need to be made with a veterinarian, taking each cat’s welfare and individual circumstances into account.
But the reality is that I’m at breaking point, and these are the devastating possibilities I’m now confronting.
IT IS WHAT IT IS. I CANNOT KEEP PRETENDING EVERYTHING IS FINE!
And if you want to come at me for saying any of this, GO AHEAD!
You haven’t lived my days, paid these bills, cleaned these enclosures, witnessed the suffering or carried the grief.
I’m not opening myself up to another round of judgement, abuse or unsolicited opinions.
MESSENGER WILL BE SWITCHED OFF. COMMENTS WILL BE DISABLED!
Moving forward, communication will be strictly limited to established, genuine enquiries.
Email: [email protected]
Adoption enquiries: Through the official application form ONLY.
No more endless messages, arguments, demands or promises that lead nowhere.
AND THEN THERE’S THE GRIEF I HAVEN’T EVEN HAD TIME TO FEEL!
I haven’t properly grieved the cats I’ve lost.
Their photos appear in my phone memories, and I completely break down.
Because there’s always another emergency, another cat needing medication, another colony waiting, another vet appointment or another bill.
I barely have time to process one heartbreak before the next arrives.
I’M EXHAUSTED. PHYSICALLY, MENTALLY, EMOTIONALLY AND FINANCIALLY!
I’m seriously considering closing this rescue page and stepping away from public rescue altogether.
TO EVERYONE WHO HAS GENUINELY HELPED ME, THANK YOU!
To those who have donated, sponsored, shared my posts and stood beside me, thank you from the bottom of my heart.
You HAVE made a difference, and I will never forget that.
BUT TO EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO HAS SCREWED ME OVER…
And I’m talking about the people who have taken advantage of me over the YEARS, the MONTHS and even the LAST FEW WEEKS!
YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHO YOU ARE!
To those who dumped cats on me and disappeared.
To those who begged me to help, promised they’d come back, promised financial support or somewhere for the cats to go, then vanished the moment I took responsibility.
To those who knew I was already struggling but STILL decided to make their problems mine.
HOW THE HELL DO YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT?
You got to walk away, get on with your lives and pretend nothing happened.
Meanwhile, I’ve been left with the feeding, the litter, the medical bills, the emergencies, the sleepless nights and the heartbreak.
Some of these cats have now been with me for YEARS!
YOU DIDN’T JUST DUMP A CAT. YOU DUMPED YEARS OF RESPONSIBILITY ONTO ONE PERSON!
And to those who have screwed me over in just the last few weeks, when I was already at breaking point, you should be absolutely ASHAMED of yourselves!
OH, AND TO THE ONES WHOSE PLATFORMS I HELPED BUILD WHILE NEGLECTING MY OWN… I HOPE YOU ROT!
I am beyond angry. Beyond disappointed.
And I’m sick to death of being treated like some FREE DUMPING GROUND for everybody else’s responsibilities!
I HOPE LIFE HOLDS EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU ACCOUNTABLE FOR THE SUFFERING, STRESS AND DAMAGE YOU’VE CAUSED!
Because while you got to forget about those cats, I’ve been living with the consequences every single day.
YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF MY COMPASSION, AND NOW I’M THE ONE LEFT PICKING UP THE PIECES!
I’m tired of being everyone’s solution while nobody seems concerned about what happens when I finally run out of strength.
I’m not asking for applause, sympathy or another lecture about what I should or shouldn’t be doing.
I NEED ACTUAL HELP, NOT MORE EMPTY PROMISES!
I’M ONE PERSON. I’M NOT A BUSINESS. AND I CANNOT KEEP CARRYING THIS ON MY OWN!
I’ve had enough.
💔 BEE
