OCCUPIED: Day 7

Legal strategies will rid my property of the unwanted self-proclaimed caretaker who takes no care. I will tell you about them later. Meanwhile, something strange and a little awful is happening.

That this guy has spread toxins in my house is certain, including fecal matter and powder residue of indeterminate chemical make-up. It will require a massive and expensive clean-up, but the mess can be remediated.

This guy has spread toxins into my friendships. The woman who introduced me to him, assured me he was a good bet, and then tried to negotiate him staying after the first eviction notice because “nobody wants to throw somebody out with winter coming”? She used to be a good friend of mine. Now I can’t stand to see her. It’s like a divorce story. She has chosen sides, and that includes free warm housing for her golden boy no matter what. I wound up telling her that boundaries were God’s way of protecting us from ourselves, that her setting herself on fire to warm someone else was unhealthy but her decision, but setting me on fire to do it was unacceptable. I doubt our friendship will survive, and she comes with a few hangers-on who will make decisions based on hers. For now, let it ride. Friendships based in reality usually heal. Eventually.

This guy has spread toxins into my personality. Wait. Whoa. No. You do not get my soul.

I volunteer regularly at our town’s Friday food pantry, where a woman we can call Lucy is a regular. Lucy lives in a motel room with a moving target number of cats. She cannot get an apartment from sheltered housing because she won’t give up the cats. She’s in constant danger of eviction from the motel because the goal of the org providing the motel funding is to get you into a long-term apartment. And because the motel doesn’t like the cat smell any more than the people at the Friday market. Lucy tends to have a little space around her.

Lucy likes me because, in her words, I have a “sweet, cheerful soul” and am “not condescending-kind but friendly-kind.” I pretend to juggle apples. I tell people which foods they can eat without a microwave and how to heat them safely over a fire if they’re living rough. I tell them how to cook chickpeas so they taste good. I’m the NICE one. (We’re all nice, you understand.)

Friday past, Lucy started telling me her eviction was imminent and illegal. Those words slammed into me and heated my blood to instant boil.

I snapped at her, “I don’t want to hear it, Lucy. I can’t help you and I’m not gonna listen.”

Lucy is hard of hearing, and she said, “Thank you. You always listen to me and I appreciate it.” And kept talking.

I walked away from her, and she was so astonished she started to cry.

This will not do. Dude, you can burn my house down or freeze its pipes until I have to raze the place myself. You might end friendships that may or may not have been based on usury and usefulness. But Dude, you do not get my personality, my soul, whatever you call that thing God has spent 58 years cultivating in me just so I can see His light and promise in even assholes like you.

You are taking advantage of me. I get that. But you cannot now, and never will, be able to teach me kindness should not be extended. You will only be allowed to teach me that it must be extended with the careful boundaries that were missing in unverified trust at the beginning of this mess you appear to delight in being able to cause.

I picked up a fruit tray, walked back to Lucy, and lied like a rug. “Oh, hun, I’m sorry. I was listening. I just wanted to make sure you got this because it’s the last one and I know how much you like them. Now, where were we?”

You don’t get to live rent-free inside me, Dude. Just the house.

How to Ask for Kitten Rescue Help

DSCN1013Along with many independent rescuers, Jack and I triage NUMEROUS requests to take in kittens and cats. Over the years we’ve come up with a few observations and suggestions for understanding how rescuers hear and respond to those requests. We hope this helps!

1) Rescuers are focused on the animal. That seems like a no-brainer, right? Yet people often approach individuals or organizations saying they “just can’t handle kittens right now” or “have a lot on my plate.” With cats euthanized daily in shelters and untold others meeting death by coyote-in-the-woods or car-on-the-road, we’re not motivated by your convenience; we’re all about them cats, and we’re stressing ourselves in ways you haven’t even thought of to help them.

baby 22) We wish there were life reward points for being compassionate, but have never found any. It’s kind of sad, we know. You DO have a lot on your plate: college student, single parent, low income, about to move. We totally agree you SHOULD get points for caring enough to inconvenience yourself by not dumping your cat’s kittens at the shelter (because spaying your pet is next on your list as soon as you can afford it) or rescue your neighbor’s neglected kittens, or scoop a cat from an intersection. You took a stray to your garage and she rewarded you by birthing five adorable kittens. Bravo to you for taking her in. Being nice doesn’t bump you to the head of the rescue queue, ALTHOUGH WE THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF OUR HEARTS FOR CARING.

3) We’re on to your bad cop routine. Acting like a jerk and saying “they’re going to the shelter if you don’t take them” to try and motivate us is a no-no. We’re sifting through garbage dumps and crying at shelters where newborn kittens have a one-day window before they die of disease, never mind euthanasia. If we tell you we can’t take the kittens, calling us uncaring or unfeeling or saying we’re not doing our job right isn’t going to help. You are quite likely the fourth call that day – in May and June, the fourth call that HOUR.Dori

4) Don’t disdain help other than what you asked for. If you care enough to take a cat into your garage, you care enough. If we say we can’t take your kittens but will help you advertise them, get you into a network that will spay Mom cheap, find you some supplies you don’t have to pay for, or otherwise organize logistic or emotional support, don’t go off in a Facebook huff. That’s time well spent by rescuers who know what they’re doing, and it will help.

5) Pay for what you’re asking for. Let me be clear: NOBODY can afford to help all the cats out there, and NOBODY believes he or she has “extra” cash. We’re not expecting you to take food off your family’s table, but giving up lunch out, a pack of smokes, to help an animal in need? Show good faith. Offer a bag of litter or food. TRANSPORT THE CAT to the place where the rescuer can get you help. When the monthly limit we rescuers can afford is hit, our hearts break knowing we have to say no, or default on our mortgage. When a rescuer says, “I can’t,” she means can’t, not won’t.

baby 16) You are appreciated, not special. Your call asking for help with a pet/stray/feral colony is likely her third one that day. We sometimes forget to deal with you as an individual, because the stories fall into patterns. While we shouldn’t do this and try not to, well, it’s inevitable sometimes. You are not alone in doing the right thing, trying to help a needy animal. THANK YOU. BLESS YOU. Good luck, and feel free to ask for advice. We want to help you. We’ll do what we can.