Sometimes it is very difficult knowing what to do. Actions are taken for the right reasons, but then one begins to think that it might be better to leave mother nature and let the poor little animals take care of themselves. However, on a few occasions whilst I walked down to the harbour front, I passed a very old derelict house. Outside the gates, I noticed on a couple of occasions tiny kittens, with their mums. Peering through the covered gate, I noticed that they were looked after. There was cover for the animals, there was lots of water and food, but the conditions of the place was awful, but at least love was given to these strays, which was so important. Out of all the kittens, there were 2 which looked pretty sick. Smokie was one of them and another tiny ginger and white one, who was smaller still. One fine day, I got a large shoe box and my intentions were to take the 2 sick little ones, to try and get them better. However, this particular morning, there was no sign of the little ginger and white one, but little Smokie was sat on the road side, so sad and hardly any life in him. He looked really really sick. I put him in my box and took him to safety. I gave him food and medicine and he ate everything. The other strays were happy to see him. There was no hissing or growling either. As a precaution, I kept him in cage overnight, being a new kid on the block, I didn't want him to try and jump out of the little window we have, at the little haven.
I blessed him together with all the other strays and couldn't wait to get back the next morning. Upon opening the door, everything was very quiet. I knew what had happened. I looked inside the cage of Smokie and his was dead. I was heartbroken. Had I contributed to his death, or was it because it was too late to save him? I will never know, but one thing I do know and that was that I tried to do my best for him.
He was so small and looked very sick, but I thought he would be OK, because he ate so heartily the night before. Now he is at Rainbow Bridge together with all his other furry friends.
http://www.ermioni.info/content/animal-welfare
http://www.ermioni.info/things-to-know/greekstrays-donations
https://www.facebook.com/Greekstrays?ref=hl
https://www.facebook.com/Greekstrays/app_362564237108797
I blessed him together with all the other strays and couldn't wait to get back the next morning. Upon opening the door, everything was very quiet. I knew what had happened. I looked inside the cage of Smokie and his was dead. I was heartbroken. Had I contributed to his death, or was it because it was too late to save him? I will never know, but one thing I do know and that was that I tried to do my best for him.
He was so small and looked very sick, but I thought he would be OK, because he ate so heartily the night before. Now he is at Rainbow Bridge together with all his other furry friends.
http://www.ermioni.info/content/animal-welfare
http://www.ermioni.info/things-to-know/greekstrays-donations
https://www.facebook.com/Greekstrays?ref=hl
https://www.facebook.com/Greekstrays/app_362564237108797
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