Some readers may recall that I’ve been helping take care of a feral cat colony a couple of doors down from where I live, and also trying to get some assistance organized for another one a mile away. My usual oddball sense of humor has deserted me for now, because one of the next-door cats has been killed. My neighbor down the hall, who’s been feeding the ferals for a long time, called her Maggie May, after the song. She was a sweet calico who’d had kittens recently, and was slowly warming up to me. I never quite gained enough trust to get her to let me pet her, but I was getting close.
I finally got to touch her yesterday. I had to double-bag her body, which was laying on the sidewalk attracting flies. She’s in my freezer for now (same place they put them at the vet’s) until I find someone to loan me a shovel and figure out where to bury her.
No sign of the kittens. A young fellow in better shape than creaky old me volunteered to climb to the roof of the vacant bank building where she’d had them, under the A/C unit, but they were no longer there. I’m going to look some more today, but she apparently moved them, and by now they’ve probably starved to death. From what I’ve been able to gather, some teenaged wannabe “gangsta” thug types were harassing the cats sometime on Sunday at the feeding station I set up last year, probably when I was out searching for June the stolen Yorkshire terrier, or I would’ve noticed…I can see that entire property from my apartment window. All I can think is that she hid her kittens and then got chased across the busy street, where she was hit and killed. She was street- and car-savvy, having grown up right here with her sibs and friends. It took some effort on the part of the punks to drive her to her death.
It’s tough not to fall into despair and disrepair and despondency. Added to that, the three small but noble donations I’ve gotten so far to the ChipIn account I set up weeks ago are only enough to Trap, Neuter, & Return 3 1⁄5 cats out of the bunches of furry friends I’m trying to assist. http://southcityferals.chipin.com/feral-cat-tnrs is the page. I know it’s tough out there; I’ve been out of work for 2 ½ years. The photo below isn’t of her; I lack one, and you wouldn’t want to see her now. It’s of a very similar kitty. Please light a candle for her and the kittens. Thanks.