Hello my dear friends, and Happy New Year. I wanted to somehow reach out to you and at least send you a message to let you know that I'm still here, although not at my computer much. The holidays have been terribly difficult having lost Kaylahr, and I just haven't had it in me to do mail. It's been that way for awhile. I can't believe I have over ten thousand messages that are unread sitting on this computer. It's probably closer to fifteen thousand. But I wanted you to know that I think of all of you often, and carry your friendships in my heart. Life will return to normal sooner or later, and maybe, just maybe, I'll get organized enough to juggle life and computer time like I used to. Thank you all for the wonderful Christmas and New Year wishes. I know 2007 will be a better year! My very best wishes to all of you for health, happiness, love, dreams that come true, friends that are true and dear, and above all, faith in God that will keep us going through whatever life brings our way, so that one day we will all be together where no animals will ever suffer or die again. We will be reunited with the fur babies we have lost and that are waiting for us now. Not meaning to sound morbid, not at all! There's just so much pain and suffering for animals in this world, and there is only one way that will come to an end. Over Christmas we had a sweet cat that someone dumped off at our house, she was practically starved, full of fleas, worms, mites, and so many burs that her skin was full of owies. I was afraid of her making my cats sick, as she also had such terrible diarhea that when she walked it would squirt out. Well, I kept her separated from them and did what I could for her. I didn't have the money to take her to the vet, and the "shelter" around here would have put her down in that condition. So I wormed her, got rid of her fleas, got rid of her mites, and after proper worming (I used the medicine I buy from the vet for my own cats) her diarhea cleared up. So I was able to clean her up. Then she slowly allowed me to get the matted burs out of her. Before they were stuck down to her and covered with solid poop. I was awful. Poor baby. She was so sweet and friendly too. She was a beautiful long haired orange and white tabby. I wish we could have kept her but my two cats didn't like her. Anyway, I had her long enough to get her skin healed up, give her a second dose of wormer, get rid of the mites, fleas, and have her looking absolutely beautiful. She had gained weight, and I was becoming too attached to her. Randy was telling me she HAD to go. He was right. I couldn't affort to vaccinate her and had no clue if she had ever been vaccinated. So I called our local shelter, told the guy how she was when I had found her, how she was now, and would he take her and if so, what would happen. He said that he would take her, and that she would not be euthenized. He said that if he wasn't able to adopt her out in two weeks, that she would go to Willmar to their vo-tech where they teach vet tech's to properly hold the animals, etc. Then she would go to the vet clinic, get all of her vaccinations, get spayed, and be adopted out through the humane society. I know the vet clinic over there, and the humane society, as I used to volunteer there, so I was okay with that. It was a lot better life that I could give her. So I gave Ken the rest of the wormer and $20.00, the cat food she'd been eating, and told him to please make sure she got lots of attention. That is the last I saw of her. My girls were really upset that she had to go and didn't understand why we couldn't keep her. They didn't understand why she wasn't "our" cat. Then on December 29th, we were going to my mother in law's for the day. Randy said we had a huge raccoon sitting right at the bottom of our front steps. I thought "oh no, here we go again". Sure enough, I went out and looked at her and she had distemper. The raccoons around our place seem to get that a lot. They always end up coming up to our house too. But this one was special to me. She was the Mommy that would come up to our porch every spring and summer and eat with our cats, and let me take picture of her. She was so tame. The first year she would run off the deck. But the second year she got to where she wouldn't run off, and finally she would just stand up on the table and look at me when I came out with me camera and I could talk to her and get really close to her. Each spring she would have a new litter of babies and they would sneak up to the house in the evening and climb up all over the deck, and up the tree right outside our picture window that was plumb full of bird feeders. They sure would make a mess of things but what a riot to watch to tiny little faces and paws out there. I count between 9 and 12 each year so I don't know as that they are all hers. I didn't think coons had that many babies, but I really don't know. That many aren't always with her every night either. So it was so hard when I had to call animal control to come and take her. She was soooo sick. I knew there was nothing I could do for her. She just looked at me with that half-vacant stare, and stumbled around the few times that she did try to walk. She didn't have any injuries. She was just that out of it from the distemper. I'm sure of it. I just sat and cried after they took her away. After they put her in the carrier she looked at me and put her paw up on the side of the cage. I know it was dump because I could have gotten bit of caught who knows what but I put my hand up there, flat against her paw and I told her I was sorry she was sick and that I couldn't help her. I told her I'd miss her. She just held her paw up there and made no move to bite at me or anything. The two gals that came out to get her looked at me like I was nuts. I think they were too shocked to tell me I shouldn't be doing that. Then I told her good-bye with tears in my eyes and walked away. Before I had seen her put her paw up I had told the two gals about how she would come up to the deck and my story about her. But I'm they never saw anyone say good-bye or cry over a sick, wild raccoon before. Not in this little town where hardly anyone seems to care, especially about "some rodent" as people around here call them. So that "novel" is why I made the comment I did on us all winding up in heaven some day where the animals will no longer suffer. I do get off on a tangent now and then don't I? Well, I simply HAD to make up for being gone for so long. LOL Doubt anyone is still with me at this point, but if you are, you really ARE an amazing friend to put up with reading all of this nonsense, lol. Okay, enough of this babbling! Back to why I started writing!!!! My very best wishes to all of you, missing you bunches and bunches. Take care, and I hope to be able to pop back in again soon. Lots of Love, Lisa
Testimonial on Sep 26, 2006
Wow! What can I say about Lisa? If you want to have someone in your life with the heart & courage of a lion this is the gal to know! She is strong, loving, & cares greatly for the well being of others & nature; a loyal friend, I am privileged to know.