It’s March already and I can hear the wind howling outside. Thank goodness someone had the common sense to recognize that I was NOT an outdoor cat and that I needed saving! I can’t say that often enough.
The wild-child of the cat set. They have been helping to protect our grain and feed stores since around 7,500 BC. And they’re not just limited to barns, here in Kent County we even have a few in airplane hangars, chicken coops (she likes to sleep with them), and a friend-of-the-Alpacas cat.
Upon making the decision to retire this past summer, I completed the paperwork to become a “foster parent” for the Humane Society of Kent County. Shortly after I received a call asking if I would foster an expectant mother.
It takes a special person to adopt a pet who has issues. You notice the staff doesn’t always gush over all of them, calling them perfect.
For years my husband and I grappled with the question to” foster or not to foster?” terrified that if we brought animals into our home to foster, they would never return to the humane society.
What does it really mean to foster? To strengthen and nurture. We rely on people to do this for us, for our children and within the community.
Some believe in coincidence, some believe in luck; we at HSKC believe in fate. In a bitter, sweet twist of events, a family’s loss is transformed into tears of joy upon the discovery of a very special dog.
An interview with Miss Chance, a current resident of The Humane Society of Kent County, Maryland.
You’d like someone to take a stroll with, have a cuddle on the couch with, or talk to while you prepare dinner.