Now comes the hardest part of being a foster, the last night with your little one. Wyatt has been a trial and a joy, just like every kitten I've ever fostered. There's the time he smacked me in the face with claws, the time he bit me on the nose, the accidents we have to clean up. But for every rough spot or frustrating moment there's moments like that one above, where he's full and clean and safe and the person he wants to be with most in the world at that moment is you, the one who has been his mama for the last few weeks.
I hear a lot of people say that they don't want to foster because they couldn't give them away. I'll be the first to tell you giving them away sucks. It hurts, you cry, you miss them terribly at times. These little creatures worm their way into your heart and each one leaves little paw prints behind. So you may wonder, why do it then? If it's so hard, if it's so painful, why even bother? Because without foster homes kitten's like Wyatt wouldn't have a chance.
Shelters are not good place for extra tiny kittens. Their little immune systems just can't cope with the stress of being in cages plus the close quarters is a breeding ground for germs. Also many shelters don't have staff there over night, which means the extra tiny ones that need to be bottle fed have to be put to sleep, unless there's a foster home willing and able to do the work of caring for them.
That makes some people overwhelmed, to hear that and to know that there are so many tiny babies out there that need our help. They pull away because they just can't handle it. It can be overwhelming, to really be on the front lines of our pet population problem. It always helps me though to keep in mind the little child that was throwing starfish into the sea. The adult came up and said, "Why even bother? There's too many to help them all!" But the child looked down at the starfish and flung it back into the water and said "It makes a difference to that one."
That is what keeps me going, what keeps me from begging to keep another one. I can continue to make a difference in the lives of these little kittens, but only if I still have the room and ability to do so. I love my three, my Cali, Casper, and Theresa but I know because of space restraints and the needs of my cats that if I take on any more I won't be able to foster, there's simply not enough room in our tiny house. So I have to give them away, knowing that in doing so it opens another spot for the next kitten that needs my love and support.
No it's not easy, and tomorrow will be hard, as always, but the purrs I've received over the last few weeks and the excitement his new family feels to receive what they know is a wonderful well adjusted kitten makes it more than worth any difficulty on my part.































