Momcat Update

Well, she's back from the vet, and the vet, being awesome and herself understanding the kitty rescue plight, only charged me $75 for the spay and the shots.  I love you, Dr. Jack!  They gave me the cat's rabies certificate with the little rabies tag, and I laughed.  What am I going to do with paperwork for a cat that I am releasing back to her natural habitat? So funny.  I can't wait until three years from now when I get a reminder in the mail that "Torti Feral" is up for her rabies renewal.  Ha ha ha.  Sure, I'll bring her right in.  ;)

Mommacat is in the basement again, this time with plenty of food and water.  She did NOT like me opening the cage door and she kept trying to make a run for it, but she wasn't sure which way to run, so she just ran in circles in the back of the cage.  Dr. Jack also loaned me another cage to try to trap the kittens but said I might have better luck with a cat carrier and leather gloves.  Uh, no thanks, these are a little big for that, I think.  I'll try the trap route.  I will probably set the traps and just wait.  I'm going to have to have Robert, the guy who helped me find them, and probably Allen, come help me lift the metal grates to get down into the window well where the kittens are living.  I also need to go buy some wormer, I keep forgetting that.  I should've bought some at the vet, but I guess the OTC stuff will work in a pinch like this.

I'm feeling relieved that this saga is almost over.  Momcat is spayed, she's alive and bright eyed and fine.  I know where the kittens are, and how many she's had.  I went from feeling really sad about this whole endeavor to feeling pretty confident and reassured, which is, I guess, ultimately why I keep doing this.

Quoth the A-Team, I love it when a plan comes together.