Kitten update

I am convinced this is the life. I wake up at 9 am, make myself breakfast, do yoga and then go off to the SPCA. This project has taught me a lot about the world. For example, if you don’t know where you are going just keep going straight. If you have a GPS it will be okay.

This project has taught me a lot about the world. For example, if you don’t know where you are going just keep going straight. If you have a GPS it will be okay. Also, if there is a sharp turn ahead slow down or you will feel like you are going to die.

The best moments at the SPCA are when people come together to love the cats. Every person who works there or volunteers have a favorite cat, and we try to give that cat as much love without neglecting the others. I am a victim of this. On cat named Meowth is favorite, but she doesn’t match my personality at all. Her agility and playfulness make me so happy I cannot help myself.

While I’ve volunteered there, at least, 4 cats have been adopted. Most of the time I was already gone but it still made me so happy. I did not know what personal bonds I would create with theses loving souls, but I am so glad I did. Even if they get adopted or relocated the moments I had with them make my day.

Working here has also made me sad. So many of the cats are lovable and sweet. Even the most “chill” have a purr of gold. I wish I could take them home with me, but I’ll settle for volunteering at the moment.

Until next time,

Rosie Dear

Kittens and Mittens

All my life, I have loved animals. My best friend and companion, Shadow, died recently this year. He was the love of my life, even though he was a cat. For my Senior Project, I wanted to spend time doing something low key with animals. Cats to be more specific. I chose to volunteer at the Chester SPCA. I did my orientation and learned the dos and don’ts and realized that this was the place for me.

I visited the shelter recently to remember what I learned. I was a little nervous and shaky, but nothing bad happened. One older woman challenged me as an oriented volunteer, even though I was wearing my volunteer shirt and badge. She brought me down and continued to scold me during my hour-long visit. My hope was raised when a cat was adopted by a mother and child. The joy that filled the room spread to every person, even the people who were not adopting.  

That was the moment I knew it was the place more me. I was not there for the people; I was there for the cats. I am very excited to work with the felines and spend time giving back creatures smaller than me.

Until next time,

Rosie