Over the weekend I posted some pictures of Judge and Cerberus in a few cat groups I’m in on Facebook, I was overwhelmed with the amount of
“How can you foster?! I’d never give him up”
“I can’t foster because of faces like that”
“I’d keep him/You should keep him”
“This is why I don’t foster, I’d be keeping them all”
“Looks like he’s going to be a foster fail”
Fostering isn’t for everyone, I fully understand that, but saying you can’t foster because the kitten(s) are too cute?
I’m closing out 2019 with about 50 fosters for the year, many of those tiny adorable kittens that came to me were premature, abandoned or otherwise in rough shape. They take blood, sweat, tears and numerous sleepless nights to get to adoption, with plenty of adorable pictures and videos in between. That’s not a complaint, simply a fact.
If I had adopted any of this years fosters, or any from a previous year, then I wouldn’t have been able to accomplish what I have. I would have never been able to save those I have, and those who will undoubtedly make their way to me in the next few months.
It’s not easy, I often shed a tear (or a hundred) when one of my babies gets adopted, because they are MY babies. I raised them, but just like a parent wants to see their child go off and make something of themselves in the world- I want my babies to be adopted. I want them to go off to an amazing furever home. A home that will love them, spoil them, and give them all the attention they deserve. Provide them with a long, happy, and healthy life.
I appreciate that everyone loves the babies, and enjoys seeing them grow up big and strong with me- but my goal has always been to find them the best home possible 🏡💕
#GoodByeIsTheGoal #FureverHome #AdoptDontShop