Troll was first spotted during the fall of 2009. Mostly we saw him in the evenings, sneaking around our neighbor's open garage. When the weather became chilly and snowy, Troll came to our house for food. He was very shy and when he saw movement through a window, he ran away, went down the drive, and crossed the road into the woods.
Sometime during the spring 2010, Troll moved his residence to our side of the road. We were not sure where he lived-in a neighbor's barn, under a workshop, or in the woods, but he became a more frequent and regular visitor to a feeding station we set for him. Usually, Troll arrived to eat by 8 A.M., left for mid-day, and then returned in the evenings for another meal.
Troll did not seem "wild" and did not hide from us. On the other hand, he was skittish and would not allow anyone to touch him. He was wary and although we tried to trap him so he could be neutered, Troll apparently knew he should avoid going into a trap and we were unsuccessful.
Coyotes moved into the neighborhood in October. Because we feared for Troll's well-being, we moved his feeding station closer to our house and also moved his shelter into a fenced garden area. Troll adapted to this new setting. When his food and shelter was near our house, he became much more social. He watched the other cats and would observe us when we were outside. By November, we could pet Troll and he truly enjoyed it. By December, we opened a cat carrier, Troll walked in, and we drove him to the veterinarian's office for a physical examination, neuter surgery and vaccinations. By January 2011, Troll had moved living quarters from the outside into the garage!
SNACK, Inc. wants to humanely reduce the overpopulation of homeless cats and kittens by conducting and supporting trap, neuter, and return programs. A cat like Troll can live out his natural life outside with food and shelter. In a humane society or shelter, Troll would likely have been euthanized. We would like to help end this practice.
About two weeks ago, we received a call requesting emergency shelter for a
very friendly black cat in danger on a construction site. We are a
multi-cat household and at capacity, and we could not bring her into the
house. But we had a very large cage in our wood shop where the cat could
stay safely while we figured out a plan for her. We agreed to take in
kitty and Fredericktown Clinic examined and tested the cat (who was a
neutered male!) and gave him his vaccinations. We and the clinic doctors
noted he had a head tilt but this made him more distinguished. We
brought him home to put on weight and he was given free reign in the
shop. We named him Bartholomew--a very sweet guy, always willing to be
loved and return the favor.
As he was residing in the shop, another volunteer heard the story of
Bartholomew and mental "wheels" began turning. This volunteer
recalled a good friend and neighbor who lost his cat buddy, Parker,
while the friend was in rehab following surgery about a month ago. Could
Bartholomew be Parker????
After an exchange of photos and much discussion, we all decided that
this was, indeed, the missing cat. The back story is the gentleman's
cat, very friendly and black, lived on a farm and loved to hitch rides
in either trucks or cars. The missing cat had a head tilt. A farmer had
visited the gentleman's property to buy large hay bales. He had both a
truck and trailer to haul the load. This combo was irresistible for a
cat with a yearning to ride....and, voila, a free cat vacation to a site
several miles from his origin! Bartholomew/Parker was taken home, took
one look at his missing human on the porch, clawed at his carrier to get
out and, upon release, ran to the porch and the feet of his human. And
in another irony, the missing cat was adopted from Whisker Connection
several years ago.
The pleasure the two had in finding each other?? Awesome!!! This surely
makes all our efforts on behalf of Catliness well worth the time and
dedication required. So, Bartholomew, in reality Parker, is basking in
his home again. A complete circle....
Sharon and Robb
She was just another pregnant adolescent. So unnecessary, so preventable, so sad. Her family had turned her out, and the "baby-daddy" Tom was nowhere around. She found a shack of a place to live while waiting for the birthing day. It was cold outside, late October, and the shack was drafty. Lola was scared and alone.
Then the babies came - all 5 of them.If it had not been for her friend Lisa providing support, Lola and her little family might not have survived. Lisa took pity on them and squeezed them all into 1 room of her house, but it was only "temporary, you understand". By Thanksgiving they had to go because Lisa and her husband were moving. No room at the new place for an unwed mom and 5 little ones.
Lisa asked around and found some nice people, Rita and Greg, who were willing to take Lola and her family to their friend's house to live. Rita, Greg, and the friend just happened to be volunteers with a public charity called SNACK, Inc. - Spay and Neuter Abandoned Cats and Kittens. Although this charity does not provide "re-homing" services or operate a shelter for cats, the volunteers took Lola and her kittens into their private homes until they all could be spayed/neutered and forever homes found for them. By Christmas, all 5 of Lola's kittens had
loving homes with plans for spay/neuter in January. One of the volunteers kept Lola and had her spayed in February.
This story has a happy ending - but thousands of similar stories do not. Most stray or abandoned cats/kittens die from exposure, starvation, being shot at or killed on the highway.
These numbers can be greatly reduced if people will accept the responsibility of spaying/neutering their pets and by not leaving them behind when moving to another location.
Look at these little faces - could you just leave them to die??
PLEASE - SPAY AND NEUTER YOUR PETS!
Fluffy's Love Story
We moved to Mansfield just this last year when my husband retired. We love our new farm. We are animal lovers and have always loved them. When we retired from Fremont, Ohio we said that we wanted a farm so we could have our farm animals, along with our fur kids which consist of 3 wonderful dogs. They are a very big part of our family. We fenced in 1 acre for them to be able to run and play. A dream comes true. We also have 20 acres that our 2 miniature horses can run and play as well, along with the Boer goats that we have for a hobby. Such a grand retirement.
One day this summer I was working in the front of our home planting flowers. Our home sits on a hill and it is a distance from the road. I looked towards the road because I heard a loud vehicle go by and I could not believe my eyes, what I saw at that moment. I saw 2 cats being thrown out the passenger's window of the car. I was shocked and ran down the hill to see if the cats were ok. They took off, scared I am sure. I put out some dog food for them on the other side of the house. In a couple of days I noticed a beautiful Calico cat eating the food. I didn't want to scare her so I kept food in the dish. A couple of days later this cat was sunning on my front porch. I went through the garage and started walking up the side walk with milk for her. The cat meowed and came to me. I could not believe how beautiful and loving this cat was. I have never owned a cat, but fell in love with her. I know it was a "her" because she was a calico. I petted her and talked to her softly and she purred at me and rubbed on me. It was a wonderful feeling. I was concerned about the other cat, but sadly it never showed up. Well my new fur kid had to have a name and we called her Fluffy because she had such beautiful hair. She had found a new home that would love and cherish her.
A couple of weeks later I was weeding and saw Fluffy laying in the corner of one of my bushes, and I went over and was amazed that she had these little creatures, her babies. I was so happy for her to be able to be at a home that would love
and cherish her and her little fur kids. Well, now we have a bigger family, but thanks to SNACK, we had Fluffy and her babies spayed and neutered. Such a wonderful organization that cares so much for animals, and to help provide assistance with keeping the population down by offering services as they do. Please if you can provide any donation of any kind to this organization it is well appreciated!
God Bless all of you! You guys are the best!!!
We wanted to share our love story of Fluffy and her proud babies!
Alicia and Bob and Fluffy too!!!
Some pets come into your life for a short time, but leave paw prints on your heart forever. Annie is one such cat.
On July 22, 2012 Annie came into our lives unexpectedly. My husband and I along with our 6 year old grandson pulled into Aldi's parking lot to purchase a couple items. I ran into the store to get what we needed while they sat in the car. When I came out I saw my husband standing below the small tree in the lot and looking up into the tree. I soon found out that a car had pulled into the lot and a scared little calico kitten had run out from under the car and up the tree. The lady driving the car said "It isn't my kitten" and went on into Aldi.
It took us an hour to coax the kitten, who we named Annie, out of the tree. Every time we would get her to come down to the lower branches someone would speed through the lot and make lots of noise or some kids would come over and shriek "Here Kitty!" and scare her back up the tree. Finally, with a little cat food, which I always carry in my car, we were able to rescue her.
We took her home with the idea of finding her a new, good forever home since we already had our quota of pets and had agreed not to take in any more. We took her to our veterinarian, but they said she was still too young to be spayed. Annie quickly filled our hearts with lots of joy and love. She would rip through our house with so much energy, but every afternoon my husband would lay on the sofa and Annie would jump up on him and snuggle under his chin and the two of them would take a nap. Meanwhile our older cat, Abby, and I would have some one-on-one time upstairs.
We heard about SNACK and all the great work they were doing getting cats and kittens neutered and spayed. We thought about having Annie spayed through one of their "Fix It" days when she got old enough. We had also worked trapping several feral cats in our neighborhood through the spay/neuter release program run by Whisker Connection, a no-kill group in the Knox County area, and decided that as hard as it might be, maybe we should surrender her to Whisker Connection. Well, to make this long story short, when she was checked for feline leukemia she tested positive. When retested she was again a very strong positive. Our hearts were broken. She looked and acted so healthy, how could she be positive? We had a long discussion with our veterinarian and decided to give her all the love we could for as long as we could. In September we made the decision to have her euthanized since we have other pets in our household. It was one of the hardest decisions we have ever had to make. In such a short time she had made such an impact on our lives. We still can't tell her story without shedding some tears.
We want to share Annie's story to encourage everyone to have their pets spayed or neutered and to keep them up on their shots. Be a responsible pet owner. Support organizations such as SNACK and Whisker Connection in their efforts to prevent unwanted kittens. Individually, we can make a small impact, but together we can make a big difference! If Annie's story could prevent one litter of unwanted kittens from being born or the suffering of one animal, she would have not lived her short life in vain.
Miss Buttermilk was living with a small feral colony in Mansfield. The caretaker had contacted SNACK to help trap and relocate the cats as the building was slated to be demolished. Linda, the caretaker, had been feeding them for months and had nicknamed them Puffball, Buddy and Mangy Cat. Puffball was a beautiful white-haired cat, clever and alert. Buddy was a good looking orange tabby that strutted with confidence.
Mangy Cat looked sad and confused. Her ear was broken (droops and doesn't move), she had scars on her face, missing patches of hair over several places on her body and she was covered in flea dust. Mangy Cat was in real need of some help as you can tell from the picture.
While out on our first attempt to catch the cats to have them spayed, neutered and vaccinated, something miraculous happened. I was setting down the very first trap, when Mangy Cat slowly walked up to me. I calmly put out my hand. She sniffed and then I got a head-butt and a love rub. I was completely stunned! What to do? I carefully petted her and then got hold of her scruff. She wasn't thrilled with this action, gave me a hiss and tried to scoot. But I talked to her calmly and gently placed her in the cage. We were fortunate to get Buddy that day as well.
The 2 cats were quickly taken to the vet for their surgery, vaccines and then to go to a temporary sanctuary while we looked for a permanent home.
But I couldn't get Mangy Cat off my mind. I had just lost a garage cat and her sister hadn't stopped crying in the garage. I wondered if a new friend would help my Saffron get over her grief. And the gentle trust Mangy Cat had offered to me was hard to forget. It was as if she desperately wanted to be rescued and loved. That simple act of trust moved me and I decided to contact SNACK about adopting her.
We picked her up 2 weeks after that rescue and resettled her in the garage. We named her Buttermilk and she is quickly warming up to human companionship and love. Saffron isn't completely convinced yet, but they are peacefully co-existing right now and I think in a few months they will be comfortable companions.
But Miss Buttermilk has designs of her own. She cries at the door to come in. When we open it for her, she struts right in until she sees the dogs. She then gives them a quick hiss and heads back out. Luckily, my dogs are very cat friendly and know what a hiss means. I think in a few months, Buttermilk will figure out the dogs are no threat and start to settle herself into an indoor/outdoor life.
I cannot begin to tell you the love this sweet girl has. More than I've ever seen in any cat. She thrives on attention and love and well, of course... ham.
I am convinced that she is not a feral cat but a heartless dump by an irresponsible owner. Her condition shows that she wasn't prepared for or capable of living without someone to care for her. PLEASE, spay and neuter your animals! Preach it to anyone that will listen and donate to organizations that offer low-cost spay & neuter opportunities. This adorable baby should never have had to ask to be rescued, we as a community should just take care of those that cannot care for themselves.
I am grateful to SNACK for being the gateway for our newest, loving addition to our family.
Keith & Jena G
An update on Buttermilk, December 2014
We were seriously considering re-homing her. She wasn't happy and couldn't get along with the other cats. We had a foster, Gypsum, that we took back to the shelter. The little dude was there for about 6 weeks and no one wanted to adopt him. I was dropping off another litter of foster kittens when I didn't see him in the kitten room. They told me
he was sick and in ISO. That upset me and I asked if he could take his meds and recover with us. So Gypsum came home and gradually got healthy. Little Gypsum also started changing a few of our cats. Cheddar and he would play and wrestle. He got our calico, Detroit, to play in the evenings. He plays and wrestles with the dogs. But most remarkable is Buttermilk. I don't know why, but she likes him. Not only does she like him but she attempts to play with him. She really hasn't a clue on how to play but she's trying. And the friendship has calmed her down to the point she no longer picks fights with the other cats. She still avoids them but isn't aggressive at all!! Gypsum has changed the entire dynamic of our home. So we adopted him. But I am so happy that sweet Buttermilk gets to stay!!
Keith & Jena G
Brownie and Blackie
Brownie on top and Blackie below.
Brownie came to us in 2003 through a call for help in trapping two of three (a mama cat and her two kittens) cats who had been discarded alongside a busy highway. One of the two kittens had been caught and taken to a local shelter before I was called. The remaining two were too fearful to be handled. It took us nearly a week to catch Brownie and another few days to trap his mother, Blackie.
We had a full house of rescued cats and dogs at the time of their rescue and area shelters were overcrowded, so we were relieved when we received an offer to foster them from a small group of rescuers in a nearby community. In the time before their transfer, Blackie began to trust, but Brownie remained too fearful to be handled and we began to have concerns about separating him from his mother and about the rescue being able to find him an understanding and patient home. So it was that we decided to make Blackie and Brownie permanent members of our family.
It took several years before we were able to groom and massage Brownie, but we all agreed it was worth the wait. Brownie kept a bit of his wild side through the years, a sweet mix of caution and curiosity. In late December last year (2014), we lost Brownie to liver cancer.
Out of our sadness comes hope for a better future for cats like Brownie. Spay and Neuter Abandoned Cats and Kittens is that hope. Like our good fortune having come to know Brownie, we are so grateful for having come to know the work of SNACK, the kindness and generosity of the volunteers who work tirelessly to improve the lives of these innocent and deserving beings.
Thank you for valuing and working to improve the lives of these precious beings.
The name is Friendly.
The day SNACK volunteers arrived at my colony to trap was the best day
of my life--or so I thought. Clearly, I was young, fit, handsome,
neutered, AND social. Off I went to see the people at the veterinary
clinic but no one had a home for me. I was returned to my colony. The
best day of my life became one of the worst days of my life.
I settled back into my routine there. Eat in the morning, nap, wander
around the colony grounds, chase squirrels, watch the parking lot, and
sleep some more. I spent a fair amount of time wondering how such a nice
cat (me!!) got dumped. Maybe the new guy got jealous? Maybe my people
discovered dogs? Who knows? All I know is that I didn't deserve to be
I must have impressed someone somewhere with my charm because one day,
other SNACK people arrived with a cat carrier. Hmmm...Back to the vet
for a more thorough physical and more vaccinations. This time, I heard
them talking about a "rescue trip" and "polydactyl." I had hope
You know how there are stories of celebrities who fail their physicals
for military service? Like Bruce Springsteen, Alfred Hitchcock, Orson
Wells, Julia Child, and Bruce Lee. Even Paul Newman was turned away from
service as a military pilot because he was color blind. Well, more bad
luck--I had ear polyps and was unfit for a rescue trip! Drat!
Fast forward six months. The SNACK people didn't take me back to the
colony. Instead, I moved in with a couple who think I'm pretty cool.
They showed me how to walk with a harness. They take me to the doctor
each month for ear cleaning. They like me a lot and I'm trying my best
here. One of them is talking about how I could become a therapy cat. You
For now, I don't know about all this. My concern these days is getting
inside to watch more television. Last night, I sat on the couch and
watched NCIS. That was sort of entertaining but I hear there is a
channel called "Animal Planet" and some show called "My Cat from
Hell." Where is the remote?