A couple miles away from where H and I live, there is a no-kill cat shelter called Feline Rescue. At the beginning of March, I started volunteering there as a Shelter Caregiver.
I haven’t told very many people about it, because I have been labeled as a “future crazy cat lady” in the past. But, as I admitted in “Becoming a Dog Person,” I am a cat person. Cats understand me, and I understand them, and we’re often friends.
So. Here is why I am volunteering at Feline Rescue:
- H is allergic to cats, so I will never be able to have one as a pet.
- Stray cats are less likely to figure out how to survive than stray dogs.
- The concept of a no-kill animal shelter intrigued me.
- Playing with cats after a mundane and monotonous day at work improves my mood.
- I am a cat person. I think I will always be a cat person. And while I love Ole, he can’t be left alone like cats can. Because he’ll eat things he’s not supposed to. That’s a proven fact.
While I’m still new to volunteering, my experience so far has been a very positive one. I don’t necessarily like the cleaning aspect of it, but there are always cats around, so it’s fun to interact with them while you’re cleaning. I am hoping to move to a different position in a couple of months – maybe work in the medical part of the shelter or help with adoptions. I’d like to think that, as long as I’m living where I am, I will volunteer there when I have the time. It makes me feel like I’m doing some good in this world, and I like that.
Also, the cats are really, really cute.