Although we are USD 120 short from raising the necessary funds, let me hold all the paws and hands of all of us at The Whiskers’ Syndicate to send my utmost gratitude for all the support you rendered throughout 2017.
For many, 2017 is not a good year, politically, financially, everything. We at the Whiskers’ Syndicate have lost quite some battles too. We lost lives, and some of our senior members crossed over the rainbow bridge. We survived at least five outbreaks of deadly virus and persistent bacteria. We have proven that climate change is real because for the first time in our lives, we have Christmas and New Year underneath smoldering heat while it’s supposed to be cold, windy and rainy down here.
At one point, we are even close to lose everything. Mortgage were missed, electricity shut down, and food dwindled, so much so we ration everything to only one third of what the cats eat, and they eat only that portion once a day.
Still, looking back at our left side, won’t be fair without looking at the right side. We saved many. Cats with sickness, abandoned, neglected, abused. We rescued babies, and healed the sick. We finally held on to our homes, and restored utilities. We bounced back to live. We are The Whiskers’ Syndicate.
All of those, each single one, we owe it to each and everyone of you. Big or small, whatever the shape, whenever, however, you have to believe me that together, we have formed the best, biggest, strongest, toughest village to ever care for these creatures that the whole world always forgets.
So, when I stepped out of my house this afternoon, earlier than ever so they can hide when the first fireworks boom, I will put down every plate and stroke every hunched back and soothe burnt paws with gratitude for all the blessings that you have showered us with in abundance and never ending.
With every bowl of fresh water I will send my prayers, chanted high across the mountains and down in the meadows, that each of your kindness and every single count of your generosity be returned to you in abundance and never ending.
Happy New Year.
~ Josie And The Whiskers’ Syndicate