Chelsea, you know I love you, we’ve spent the last two years together at the shelter! I’ve brought you treats and new toys, we’ve hung out writing emails. I’m allergic to cats, and I take drugs so I don’t miss my time with you. We’re friends.
We first met Dolores at AAWL when she was dumped through our front door as a 6 week old kitten. Terrified, she ran everywhere on a dislocated foot trying to hide. After a lot of coaxing and treats, we were able to catch her and start tending to her injury. During her exam, our veterinarian knew something else was wrong, proved by a very scary x-ray: Dolores’s stomach was full of trash! In the weeks of surviving on the streets, she had eaten plastics, sticks, and other pieces of garbage.