(This post requires some mood music. Please imagine Sarah McLachlan singing “Angel”. Thank you)

I apologize ahead of time for the horrible neglect you are about to witness. However, in order to help these poor, unloved, abused and neglected cats I feel that their story has to be told.

It all became clear after I finally found the skein of embroidery floss that had disappeared. The one on the right should look like the skein on the left. Why doesn’t it? Because the poor, neglected cats who live in my house have to find things to use as toys. Scraps of lace or fabric from the sewing room… the polishing wheel for Jay’s Dremel… a pony tail holder… all of these are turned into toys by cats who have nothing else with which to play…

Look! How can they be expected to be entertained with this miserly little collection of toys? It’s inhumane! *sobs*

“Please, sir, can I have a bed?” Chester seems to be asking. This neglected little cat must use an old cardboard box to sleep in, just like a homeless person on the street…

She tried the futon, but it’s a bit lumpy and not anywhere near a heat register.

She has tried Bob’s bed, which is near the register, but it was overcrowded with the pathetic ‘toys’ that she is expected to play with. Not to mention that this bed is much too low and open…

The quilt on the couch is passable, when it’s bowl-shaped, but even that has its limits…

Thus Chester is left with very few options…

The small empty box…

The crinkly paper on the rug…

The tall box with crinkly paper…

Or the rocking chair (which is currently occupied by Bob)…

How can a poor little defenseless creature be expected to thrive in such an environment?!

But that’s not the worst of it…

There is only one fleece blanket on the coffee table for these pitiful little cats to lay while watching the bird feeder outside…

The water fountain sometimes runs out of water and goes a full minute before it’s refilled by the humans…

And what a poor attempt at making it look like they are well fed!

Can nobody help these defenseless kitties? Is there nobody who is willing to stand up and care for them?

Is there not one brave soul who can feed them canned food more than twice a day? Or who would willingly fill ALL of the cupboards with canned food instead of just one measly little shelf??

*Wails* Oh the humanity!!!

Look at this little face. Won’t you help him? Can you dig down deep in your heart and find the courage to stop the cycle of abuse? As you’ve just seen, these cats live in a house where they are expected to play with regular toys (not the polishing wheel for the Dremel!), sleep in boxes, and only eat canned food twice a day. Please help these kitties to finally get the life they feel they deserve.

Thank you.