Author Archives: Jane Ganahl

After Judy put up fliers in the vicinity where Charlotte was trapped, a family came forward to claim her! They said she had been missing three weeks (about as long as she had been at the PHS and then at … Continue reading →

Than seeing the look on Chiara’s face when she is making both kittens purr at once. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xT1zxuqgvho I could watch that video a thousand times and never get tired of it. Or this one, in which Michael, Chiara’s three-year-old brother, … Continue reading →

Last year at this time, a little Russian Blue boy kitty came to me, meowing in the feeding area. Around 3 months old, he was a kitten of god-knows-whom, and I was in a pre-Litquake frenzy. I debated even trapping … Continue reading →

As if the powers that be couldn’t allow me to enjoy a moment of peace after my tearful farewell to Wilbur and Charlotte*, I got two new “assignments” right away. The first came in the form of a group email … Continue reading →

Pokey has forgiven me for taking his ‘kids’ away. On Tuesday I bundled them up and drove them to their new home in the East Bay. After I got home to see the kitten-rearranged room, full of toys and knocked … Continue reading →

I generally wait a while until kitties start to display personalities before I stick them with permanent names, and this time is no different. I’d called my gray and white baby girl Frankie, and the gray boy Mischa. But these … Continue reading →

There’s a woman who walks her dog near the old Odwalla building – where I put food out for Smokey the raccoon, and her kitty friend who lives behind the Post Office. (I only see Smokey once a week or … Continue reading →

  The kittens have traded personalities now. Mischa is now more outgoing, while Frankie remains steadfastly peevish and reticent. I moved them from the garage to a small watercloset upstairs, which has a high window for some natural light. They … Continue reading →

  Relief, joy, wonder. Mama returned to the scene of the crime yesterday after five days’ absence. Sitting on the sidewalk with her pal, my former trappee Diego, she stared at me as if to say, what were you so … Continue reading →

After three days of being completely freaked, the kittens finally settled down a bit on day four – enough to eat baby food off my fingers, and let me touch them lightly (recoiling throughout). I asked Caitlin, ace cat rescuer … Continue reading →