Though I am saddened that we did not raise as much fund this year, I do understand the situation is very different. This year we do not have the same security, we do not have the same peace of mind, and many of us even facing turmoil, unrest, and anxiety; due to what seems to be endless Covid curse and beyond.
Since the start of the pandemic, I have seen multiple numbers of cats dumped on the streets and markets, on the graves, residentials, even hospitals, clinics, and back alleys, left to fend for themselves; a lot of them too young to survive doing so. Some because their masters can no longer afford them, some others because people simply dropped their humanity and regress backward at the face of challenge, instead of fighting to be a better person by patience and perseverance.
I am grateful that during this most challenging time, when both our hands and feet are tied and knotted, I have found the support of Beramal Jariyah, a local (base in Bandung, Indonesia) fundraiser consisting of young people who dare to take the challenge, and pick up Whiskers’ Syndicate as their first client in animal rescue. Putting our misses and brushing off to the past, they have picked up the pace and raised USD 420 to spay and neuter as many stray cats in Bandung as possible, and they have agreed that the fund we raised together be used as a matching challenge to help even more cats who will otherwise find themselves burdened with urges to mate and litters that only makes their already hard lives worse.
Kittens are cute. Their suffering is not.
I am grateful that Christine Alice Vincent went out of her way to give me the best birthday present ever, by inviting you all to join the race. I am also grateful that many of you have given as much as you can in response to her invitation, because each life matters. Little or more, your most appreciated contribution have given me power to save more, one life after another.
I am grateful that June Madge, though with more challenge than ever, pressed on with her auction and contributed a substantial amount to help us keep the bowls filled for our resident mobsters, while we are racing to save those on the street. She has plenty of goods with low or no bid as the auction drawing to close, but she runs until the end anyway.
And I am grateful, to all of you who keep us alive until this day. The storms of life we are now facing, and many more we will face in the future is not getting easier, but just like every miracle you have all made in the past, until today, everything is possible because we are together. I am only two hands and three jobs, and ten dollars one time is like a pinch of salt in the ocean, but Ten Dollars from tens, and then hundreds, of people turn the tide and give chance for life to those whose right was taken.
So here we are, on Halloween’s eve, with life knocking on our door.
Do you trick or treat?