I suspect the title of my previous journal made people think it was a joke, thought it was actually about a serious situation. So here is an update anyways...

As I mentioned before, a relative of my wife died recently and left a bunch of cats in her apartment. She was a hoarder of all kinds of things, including rescued strays. It took my wife and me four months to clear up all the junk that filled her apartment and find a home for her many cats.

We had until this Thursday to empty the apartment because the new owner was taking over, but there were still two cats remaining there. We were afraid when the deadline came, the authorities would be sent to collect the cats, which would be euthanized because the county pounds are overcrowded with abandoned pets.

We had been catching all the others and taken to the vet to be spayed or neutered and to remove fleas and worms from them, but the last one was totally feral and would not come out of hiding. When I tried to grab him he gave me a nasty bite and a few scratches.

Eventually, a volunteer from a humanitarian organization lend us a cage to trap him. We took him to the vet and he was taken to a new home. Apparently, he is adapting well to the new place.

It has been a hectic week, but at least all the cats were saved.