Sanctuary and Care of Abused & Special Needs Cats

Hi all you cat lovers!

This has been a year of change for the organization. The Rudes sold their house at 3200 Ivy Way and the FeLV cats moved in with the Andrulises.  The sanctuary lives on in smaller and more focused fashion.

We had one medical event with one of our youngest residents, Meowster, but are glad to report that he is doing well and has recovered completely!  We have caught Dexter and Callie arguing, so, rather than hiring an intermediary or a lawyer to draft up paperwork, we keep them occupied with toys and verticality to run, romp, claw, and hide.  That has seemed to work.

Every year, our cat and dog residents write letters to “Santa Claws” asking for gifts.  We hope you can make some of their wishes come true.  We send these out in USPS but wanted to share them with you here.  Your donations will help give our residents a few extra treats and toys this season!  Here's a sampling:

Indie:

Dear Saint Nick, I’m a little disappointed in you.  Last year I asked for a Mazda Rx7, and you did not deliver!  I thought I would see it in the driveway when I pulled back the curtain. Since it didn’t arrive this year, I’ll take any car --- a classic, a clunker, a vroomer, a sedan, a van --- it doesn’t matter. Tell you what: you don’t even have to send one to me…see if you can get someone who wants to get rid of their car and donate it to Rude Ranch!  I think you can donate a car to me, I mean them, through cardonationwizard.com.  If I can’t get the car of my dreams, I will be the more mature cat and make sure that the proceeds from the sale of your car will go to help cats just like me.  Isn’t that big of me? Meow!

Meowster:

Mr. Kringle, Please please please!  I need snacks!  I love my cat snacks!  I deserve them even more now because I have been an extra good cat.  See, I had to have an emergency surgery (don’t worry, I’m ok now) and the hoomans made me wear this funny party hat.  Only things are – one, it wasn’t funny (for me at least – although all the other cats thought so), two, there was no party (at least not one I was invited to), and three, it ain’t no hat.  Since I had to tolerate wearing this for several days, can you see to it that I get some cat snacks?  I’m not particular, but I am deserving.  Can’t you see me suffering here?  Help me cope with having to wear my not-so-funny party hat with yummy, tasty cat treats!

Dexter:

Dear Mrs. Claus, I am writing to letter because I am beginning to think that Mr. Claus isn’t reading my mail because he didn’t give me what I wanted last year.  I wrote him a long letter and added the list of things I wanted for Christmas and mailed it via United States Postal Service registered return receipt.  I got the receipt back showing that Mr. Claus has signed for it!  So this year, I am hoping that you can intervene on my behalf.  I’m not that needy, but I do need pate and litter.  In case you wanted to know, I eat the pate and I relieve myself in the litter.  Just for laughs, tell Santa that I relieve myself in the pate and eat the litter.  He probably won’t know the difference.

Warmest paws,

Erik