06/01/2026
Moment of truth: This s**t is HARD. Papa has gone from loving & trusting implicitly back to hissing & fleeing & running because he feels unsafe & threatened now that we have to medicate him EVERY. SINGLE. DAY FOR 84 DAYS.
This isn't a domesticated house cat, this is a fearful/ borderline feral that took 10 months to realize how much he was loved & how safe he is to nearly completely regressing in 5 days of treatment. We have 79 days left of chasing this epic & loving & forgiving soul just trying to save his life. He can't understand that we're doing this for him or how deeply I love him or how much he means to me. He just sees the person he loved & trusted is no longer safe & comfy, she's scary... and that breaks my soul.
This is me completely soul crushed, sobbing & out of steam. Exhausted from days that start at 6AM, end at midnight & now enter FIP...
You'll see one of our board of directors Alicia trying to talk me off the ledge cause I can't stop sobbing because I'm exhausted, depleted, maxed, out but 36 souls are relying on us so here we are. If it weren't for her showing up every day to help me medicate sweet Papa, I don't know what I'd do.
All that to say, THANK YOU, for all you do to keep us going & a special thanks to A for showing up every single day to save these little lives. It takes a VILLAGE & we truly have the best! ♥️🐾