My name is Rebecca. I grew up in Elk Creek and have been an animal lover since I was a child, but there's just something about cats. My husband, Nick, is from the United Kingdom. He has also been an animal lover his whole life and he shares my love of cats.

We are a private, home-based rescue. We do not receive grants or government funding. All of our rescued cats are supported by us, with the salaries we receive through our daily jobs. Please consider donating to their care, whether through monetary gifts or items on our amazon wishlist. At this time, we feed our rescued cats a hydrolyzed protein diet, so dry cat food donations are not needed.

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We are here to save stray and feral cats and kittens from sustaining unnecessary injuries and dying unnecessary deaths. Every day, cats and kittens are dropped off near residences, at businesses, in parking lots and alongside roads.

If they aren't injured or killed by a car, they have to learn to hunt or survive off of scraps from the garbage. Being outside and hunting mice and birds, exposes cats to fleas, ticks, worms and extreme weather conditions that cause cats to become ill, suffer and sometimes die.

Beyond these concerns, they may be attacked by dogs, coyotes, bears and other predators, leaving them with injuries and/or suffering from infections that could eventually kill them.

Even without those environmental factors, cats and kittens are susceptible to being abused and injured by horrific people who find joy and entertainment in their suffering.

We know we can't save them all, but my husband and I will do everything in our power to save the ones we can.

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Our rescue began with a juvenile male, an older litter of kittens and an adult female, who turned out to be pregnant. They were living at a gas station alongside a busy road. They were semi-feral, afraid of humans and thin and sickly. We spent hours, for several days, feeding them and trying to get them to trust us enough for us to get close.

We reached out to a local rescue agency for weeks, trying to get help. We even tried to borrow traps, offering to trap and foster them ourselves. Unfortunately, we were never given traps and one of the male kittens was hit and killed by a car. We felt so guilty, like we had failed him. We retrieved his body, named him Taz and buried him, with love, on our property.

The next day, we went to the store and bought our own traps and began trapping them on June 20th, 2022, some on their own and a few together. It took us a couple days to capture them all and even longer to get them relaxed enough to let us be close enough to examine them from a short distance. They were all malnourished and eaten up with fleas, ticks and worms. We began the slow work of treating them, wearing thick gloves and earning many scratches along the way.

One of the female kittens had an abscess burst on the side of her face. She must have felt awful because she let us handle her and get her cleaned up and treated. As soon as she felt better, she went back to being afraid of us. Over months, they slowly became more comfortable with us. Unfortunately, we did lose one of the male kittens to Feline Infectious Peritonitis (FIP). It was heartbreaking but we buried him beside his brother, uniting them once more.

The older female had a broken jaw, which healed that way. On that side of her mouth, she was missing most of her teeth, her tongue was hanging out and she drooled. She had scar tissue in her mouth, which was terribly infected. We were told that we could either find a surgeon to break her jaw again, wire it shut and tube feed her while healing, or try antibiotics and wiping/cleaning her mouth consistently to see if it cleared up. The prognosis was that she would probably continue to get infections, so euthanasia was most likely the best choice.

We could not fathom not even trying to help her, so we chose to treat with antibiotics and we cleaned her mouth religiously. She is healthy and thriving now, with no recurring infections. We discovered she was pregnant and she ended up having five kittens. Three were healthy. One was stillborn and the other, sadly, had a severe cleft palate and was euthanized. Those two we named Jack and Twitch, and buried beside their older brothers (we believe the older litter of kittens belonged to this female, as well).

It's been a long journey and a lot of work, in less than a year. It has been worth it. Our area is sorely lacking in options for stray cats. Please help us continue to rescue and find homes for all the amazing babies that are out here.