My daughter's friend asked if my daughter could help her re-home two cats. Sadly their owner was very ill from cancer and her friend was trying to help him sort various problems out with both animals and the house. My daughter after ringing many places found a shelter to take them. Within the hour her friend rang to say there was 3 cats. My daughter again rang the shelter and happily they agreed to take the third.
Next day my daughter and I set out with blankets and cat carriers to take the cats to the shelter. On arrival her friend was very upset as when she was clearing a bedroom she found four kittens. So 2 cats had now turned into 7!
I could not get in touch with the Shelter but due to the conditions within the house and worries about the condition of both the mother and the kittens I was not going to leave them there. So I said to my daughter we will take them. If the shelter cannot take them then we will take them home and take them to the vets and look after them until we can sort something out.
So off I went with six cats as the seventh could not be found. I arrived at the shelter and very sheepishly explained the situation . The woman just laughed and said not to worry. First she rang the vet as like me she was worried about the mother and kittens. Then she said these cats would find homes very quickly once fit they were all a grey colour I think some would call them blues.
The lady at the centre then asked about the cat we could not find and that she was worried that he would be in poor condition too. I said if we can catch will you take it. Yes was the reply. So went back to fetch the male. To cut a long story short four hours later we finally managed to get him in the carrier. Gaining a few wounds in the process.
As I was leaving my daughter's friend said only the dog to go now?????