(putting this at the top of the post because it is super important, more important than anything I yap about for the next few weeks. I might put it at the top of EVERY post for a while.)
There are a number of ways you can donate money, time, items around your home, etc. Even if you can’t donate money, consider donating blood or organizing a donation drive in your area. Even if it’s something not specifically for Texas and Louisiana, there is ALWAYS a need of blood donations, local charity organizations, etc. You don’t have to sit there wishing you could help but you live too far away or can’t donate money.
NPR has an excellent list of charities and groups assisting in relief efforts for different needs (there are even 2 links for animal rescue efforts at the bottom). I highly recommend confirming through a site like Charity Navigator that the organization is legitimate and to know exactly where your donation will go if you are concerned about donating money towards admin costs and overhead:
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— Timothy J. McIntosh (@DividendsMGR) September 4, 2017
Another happy ending; Bozo was saved as well. Before the storm picture on chair at the nursing home and after the storm picture at the house pic.twitter.com/mMzGp184mj
— Timothy J. McIntosh (@DividendsMGR) August 29, 2017
This is wonderful news. Sadly, many animals are left behind during disasters and have to wait it out to be rescued or their families are able to return to care for them. Often times there is no time or room to save pets and they are left behind to fend for themselves. For many people, losing a pet when they are your constant companion is devastating and is a lot of reason why people refuse to evacuate if they can’t bring their pets.
I’ll be honest. I love my cats more than I do most people (close family is first, though close friends might be tied with the cats 😉 ). It doesn’t matter if I’m sick, depressed, crying my eyes out, looking a hot mess, dolled up, or what my religious or political views are. They will worry over me or try to crawl into my lap if I am crying or in pain. They want to hang out or nap with me no matter how I look or feel, but they also give me space if I need it. No judging other than not feeding them at the designated food times, and even then they are quick to forgive. They are the very definition of unconditional love. They’ve been steadfast companions over the years even if they drive me crazy some days with their squabbling and suspicious nausea at the mere sight and smell of a clean blanket/floor/house.
(no, it’s not the cleaning products, they are just assholes who are offended by the lack of hairballs and cat hair in their home. Or it’s payback because I am not paying attention to them. It might be all those reasons and more. Again, assholes.)