I’m Major Tom (left) and that’s my brother David Bowie. We were dumped behind a store in Wise at about nine weeks old. We’re named after David Bowie ’cause we were rescued the same day he died. He was an animal lover, so we wanna sing you one of his songs–not the one we’re named for, though.
Last year, despite the best efforts of about a dozen cat rescuers, 477 cats got killed in the Wise County Shelter. Along with 87 dogs. How many are gonna get it this year? Me and my brother won’t be among them ’cause we got rescued, but it’s gonna take more than a dozen people to make that number smaller.
LOVE SONG by David Bowie
The words I have to say
May well be simple but they’re true
Until you give your love
There’s nothing more that we can do
Love is the opening door
Love is what we came here for
No-one can offer you more
You know what I mean
Have your eyes really seen?
Love is the key we must turn
Truth is the flame we must learn
Freedom the lesson we must learn
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?
Four hundred and seventy-seven cats is a lot. Can you help? Foster. Adopt. Get your family pet fixed. Don’t take unwanted cats to the shelter; get them fixed and adopted. Pay to spay someone else’s cat. Share photos. Say a prayer. And let’s see what we can do together.
Wendy Welch: Books, Yarn, Cats, Opioids 
These are two dear little boys! PLEASE, someone, adopt them TOGETHER. It is much easier and more pleasant for all concerned if you do so. I have adopted littermates and, after their demise, two separately sourced rescues. As different as making meatloaf and making cassoulet from scratch.