Whereas other rescues are asking for money, I am standing here, my arms wide open, to extend my utmost gratitude.
Whereas other people remind you to give thanks to those who are forgotten, I am standing here, my palms together, to remind you that you are never forgotten.
Since we started this quest to Canaan, you have never let us fall. Your (average) $2 donation have enabled us to help so much. Now twelve years later, with many more joining our quest, your (average) $10 contribution have helped us save so many more.
From Renoir, a three month old kitten with a hernia, dying by the roadside on a dirty and smelly traditional market, to Bumpy, a pure bred kitty miller whose “master” would rather discard him to suffer his skin cancer alone, to Patti, a lady crushed by a car even when she was minding her own life on a pedestrian path and left to die as if she means nothing – more than dirt on the street, each and every one of you give another meaning to Playing God and touched the lives of so many, who otherwise would only live but never exist.
These names will never share a table with you, as you enjoyed your wholesome dinner with those you love and care the most. These cats, and many more of their kind you will never see in real life but photos, but their glistening eyes, soft fur, strong bones, healthy skin, loud purr, and paw five are written in heaven as your legacy.
So let me take your hand, and invite you to see the video. This is my hard work, yes, but without you lifting me and empowering me, none of this will ever happen.
If you had somehow missed this girl in the video, her name is Patti, and below are the journey to a life brand new you have all endowed her with.
Happy Thanksgiving, from our family to yours.
Patti’s journey, in chronological order: