{"id":30,"date":"2013-07-08T00:59:22","date_gmt":"2013-07-08T00:59:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/janeganahl.com\/blog\/?p=30"},"modified":"2013-07-08T01:02:35","modified_gmt":"2013-07-08T01:02:35","slug":"sometimes-it-works","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/janeganahl.com\/blog\/2013\/07\/08\/sometimes-it-works\/","title":{"rendered":"Sometimes it works!"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I was approached in May about a old kitty named Pickles who lived at a beautiful estate in Mill Valley. His caretakers, who were very kind to him, nonetheless felt no responsibility for him when it came time to sell the estate and move. I was told they needed help in finding a home. I said give me the information and a good photo, and I’ll see what I can do. Then I heard back in late June that because no home had been found, they would likely be putting Pickles, who is 14, to sleep. I was angry and horrified, and reminded them that no one had given me the information I sought! Anyway, after some scrambling, and connecting with Debbie Edge of ASCS in Marin County, Pickles was offered a new home! I had little to do with it, but it was exhilarating to be part of it, even peripherally. His new mama is an elderly woman in Marin County with a lovely little house. He is apparently already getting ten times more love than he ever got in his luxurious surroundings.<\/p>\n

[I’ll spare you a diatribe about why money never seems to buy enlightened behavior, but there you have it. They let Pickles go, and are paying for some veterinary care, so that’s something at least.]<\/p>\n

Thank you, beautiful powers that be, for working wonders for the critters.\u00a0Now, if I could just trap Smokey and find the kitten(s), I’d be blissful indeed!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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