When I answered a ladies voice asked if I was home. Part of me wanted to say "No, she isn't. Can I take a message." but, I admitted it was me on the phone.
She told me her name and said she belonged to a cat rescue group. I wondered why she was calling me. Was she going to ask for a donation. I would gladly donate to an animal rescue group as long as I could verify they were real.
She went on to say that she got my name and number from some other lady that I didn't know. To make a long story short months ago I had been on Craigslist and saw that a dog rescue was looking for someone to help out by picking up a dog from the pound and bringing it to the Vet who offered to do a surgery for free. So I sent an email and said I was free and would be happy to get the dog for them.
Turned out someone else wrote to them faster and I wasn't needed. But, this lady kept my name and number and passed it on the lady on the phone.
She had two cats, at an Animal Hospital, who had just had surgery that needed a ride to her place in Los Angeles.
I told her I would be happy to get them and bring them to her.
I pulled up to the Animal Hospital not knowing anything about the two cats I was picking up.
The cats name was Amber. Amber? How strange. I thought I was picking up two male cats.
Yes, Amber turned out to be a male cat after all. But the girl at the pound thought he was a she and gave him the name Amber.
Let's hope Amber's new mommy or daddy changes that name. Poor little guy has been through enough trauma already in it's short time on Earth.
Then there was Rocky. He is a Maine Coon cat. My last cat was a Maine Coon. I just adored her and still miss her so much. Rocky had her same coloring.
He is a big boy. But sadly very skinny. I was told his long hair was matted so badly they had to shave his hair off. Plus the poor guy has to have insulin for life.
I got both of them into my car and drove the hour to the home of the rescue lady's house. They both were so good. The little kitty didn't make one sound the whole way there. He just took a nap.
Rocky did cry at first but then as long as I had my fingers sticking in the carrier he was fine. After about 15 mins he just laid down and went to sleep too.
Once I dropped them off, the lady told me Rocky was going to his new home in San Francisco tomorrow and Amber was being picked up later today by a woman who will foster him until he can find a forever home.
It was the first time I really saw how so many people pitch in help out these rescue animals. Really it's a long chain of loving hearts all linked together that allows these cats and dogs to get to their loving forever homes.
I was so very thankful to be able to put my link with all the others and make it possible to give at least these two little guys a nice safe home.
I told the lady that she could call me anytime they had other cats or dogs in my area that needed a ride. So, I'm hoping I can help form many many more chains of love to help the sweet loving dogs and cats find their way home.
It was not a job or chore. It was an honor to be able to help out.