I don’t know if I said this before, but I was recently asked to serve on the Cheyenne Animal Shelter board of directors. I am so pleased to do this. Oliver came from the feral cat population on the north side of town; the shelter is working to make it legal for them to trap, spay and release the cats of that population to keep it from growing out of control. I’m a fan of that program. And Obi, of course, came from the shelter.
If you’re newer, here’s how Kitten Thunder came to us.
The most challenging thing about the shelter board, I think, will be the temptation.
This kitten and I had a moment last week, as you can see. Okay, it was more like an hour. As I told her, I was trained by a Tortie and maintain my scritchy skills on two very picky kittens. She also approved. It made me seriously start thinking that maybe what our household needs is another female.
I got over it. For now.
As I keep telling everyone who wants me to get this kitten, or another adorable kitten that needs a home from this weekend, or the charmer I met this afternoon: I have four years on this board and we haven’t even had our first meeting yet. I need to pace myself.