First, it was Kreacher for his extra protein diet and slow eating tendencies. Then, Candice was getting crated too since she's so bi-polar. Then, we started with Oscar because she was getting medication and usually walks away when another cat approaches her dish. The most recent kitty has been Lil Dani who seems to get over-stimulated at feeding time and goes after some of the kitties... and this has been no easy task because he'll leap, jump, run, hide and, if caught, will wiggle, push away from and (though mostly accidental) scratch to get away from being put in the crate.
Well, last night, he jumped in the crate on his own!! I was beyond excited that he caught on to this so quickly (we've only been crating him for like a week) ... and relieved there would be no chasing or scratching for the night :)
In order to save the special ones, Joa's Arc needs to have at least: an agreed upon commitment, a foster and/or the funds to do so. We don't always have all three, but love when people step up by offering to foster in our time of need... even when it leads to us committing only to find out the pet is already safe.
There's no shortage of pets in need though, so don't stop volunteering, friends :)
|Donnie & Matt|
|Matt, Pat and mom figuring out what rocks around the property we could incorporate|
|Donnie, Kris and Matt moving pavers over to use|
|ladies supervising: me, Ali and mom|
|A group shot of some of my favorite people|
|Last photo I took before Matt & I headed out on Sunday afternoon|
Matt and I could only stay a bit both days between my work schedule, Matt's back (old car accident injury) and our dogs' bladders, but I loved being with everyone and seeing the work get done. I loved that after a long work week for most of those people and with it being such a nice weekend to do just about anything, that they turned out to work on this project. It was also nice to hear Pat bring up how the first design he and my dad every did together is still together and holding up well too... and at one point when they were putting down sand and evening it out, I was taken back to a memory of my dad doing the same thing - evening out the sand, tossing some loose dirt back on top and evening it out again - it was just a flash of a memory, but nice to get there in that moment with the guys working on this project in memory of dad.
|Michelle, me, dad & baby Honey|
|dad, Sadie & Kyleigh|
|dad and his 1969 Camaro convertible|
|Unk, Uncle Dick & dad on Thanksgiving|
|Heather, dad & me|
|mom & dad|
|my college graduation|