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I Hate Kittens

Posted by Harry Shubin on

 It was hard to believe, that someone so active in the rescue community would not like kittens.  Maybe I'd heard wrong?  But, everyone loves kittens, I mumbled, looking down at the sleeping ball of fluff I was holding. "I hate kittens," she explained, "because it means that no adult is going to get a home until the fall.  No one will adopt a grown cat, when there are all of these kittens around."       There are a lot of reasons to adopt an adult cat, in fact.  You know what you're getting, in terms of personality.  Your...

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The Hard Sell

Posted by Harry Shubin on

If you're reading this, you're an adopter, foster, supporter or volunteer for FFGW, and we know you cherish cats.  But we also know that not everyone loves felines as we do.  When we read our friend Bernadette's story of the rescue of Rita, we remembered that night when we worried about the hard sell, and in Bernadette's story we found that we just might have done the right thing after all.  Bernadette tells us: On the evening of July 4 an urgent message came into the rescue group about a cat with kittens seen inside a "slimy wet gross mildew...

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Rock On, Cats!

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Rescue Squad benefit concert for FFGW

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Can you have a Fiesta... in Winter?

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It sure felt like winter - or maybe monsoon season somewhere the temperature doesn't get far above freezing - when our dedicated volunteers assembled early in the morning  (hot coffee in hand) to set up the FFGW booth at the Reston Pet Fiesta, the first weekend in May.  Thanks to wonderful donors, we had great merchandise to sell, biscuits to hand out to the pooches passing by, and fantastic raffle prizes.  With the crowds down due to the wind and rain, FFGW made about $400, less than we'd hoped for to meet our veterinary bills, but still not bad for...

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A Family Reunion

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Four years ago, a litter of kittens was born to a feral mother, in a field near a small airport in rural New Jersey. The life of a feral kitten is, to quote Hobbes (Thomas, not Calvin-and), solitary, poor, nasty, brutish and short. But these kittens were incredibly lucky and not destined to grow up feral. Instead, when they were a month old, they were trapped by a kind soul and brought to a no-kill rescue. The pretty grey one was quickly adopted. The three remaining were just as pretty, but they were black, and so they waited for a...

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