I started volunteering for a different rescue last month, Homeless Animal Rescue Team (HART).
What I do is go to PetSmart where the cat adoption center is located and clean the cat cages twice a week.
It may sound boring but I enjoy it because I get to interact with the cats for 2 hours. These cats are caged all day long watching people come and go in the store and patiently sitting there, but not tolerating, as little kids bang on the glass. As soon as the first cat is released, the other cats start to meow and stick their paws through the cage doors, begging me to let them out too.
Most of the cats can be released at once, which is good, but since some are new and haven’t been properly introduced to the others I have to let them out separately, which is sad. And I swear once it’s time for me to put them back in for the night, their meows sound like “no! nooo!” and it hurts to close the door and walk away.
I often leave the place feeling sad because I feel like there’s nothing else I can do for them. Besides donating money to the rescue (which I will do in two days on pay day) I feel helpless. While I’m there I try to make each cat feel loved and wanted. Last week one cat got diarrhea and one just got over conjunctivitis. This week another cat got diarrhea and now I’m afraid the cat who shares a cage with him will get it.
I always think about the little guys and hope they all stay healthy and not get worse. To say they all need homes is an understatement. I wish I could foster (hey, maybe when I get my new place) or adopt one of my own, but right now that’s impossible because my family’s dog would go crazy.
Anyway, I’m glad I started volunteering with HART because there’s already so much that I’ve learned about cats and I have developed such a closeness to them all. They each have their own personalities and quirks and they make me laugh every time (although they can be a handful).