My review of having worked with Uptown Cats Rescue in NYC.

Des Calderon, of Uptown Cats Rescue, used my artful cat rescue photos, without my knowledge or permission, and put “Uptown Cats” on them.  He appropriated my property and my rescue work and is taking credit for both  I am a professional artist and volunteer cat rescuer.  I represent www.165rescue.wordpress.com.  Des did not properly credit my rescue work, calling work that I did, work that “we” did.  He made videos with my photos and he published my emails, all without my knowledge or consent.  I reached out to him regarding the rescue of the black and white cat, called Pepper, on the 167st construction site (those are my photos he used repeatedly for audience impact and for the benefit of his organization) and for the uptenth time, he ranted about how will he pay his morgage and support his wife And save a cat too?  He said that Pepper would be expensive and ‘have I reached out to other organizations’.  He made this sweet angel of a cat, that badly needed help, out to be nothing but a financial burden.  He endlessly complains about his personal finances and makes rescuing cats seem like a cross which is really unprofessional, repulsive, and counter-productive.  It conveys that he is not up for the job.  Per my experience with him, he is a rude, controlling, under-handed, and arrogant man.  He operates covertly with information and/or photos you give him. I told him to properly credit my photos and rescue work or take it down- he refuses to do either.  He also wrote a deliberate lie about me on his FB page to make himself look good.  “The woman gave us misinformation that she was the primary feeder”  is False.  He assumed things I never said, so he is the one with the misinformation.  He’s decided to ignore me.  Something really really disturbing is that he has cut me off from following up on the well-being of, Pepper, the b/w rescue cat from 167th street with the frost bitten nose that I asked for help with.  He will not tell me the status of her health or anything further about rescue plans for the cats at that location.  He has turned other people I coordinated with against me.  I coordinated this rescue.  I told him that cat rescue involves Team Work.  I guess he liked that too because he ripped it from me and used it to describe his “saintly” work to his public, while blocking me at the same time from his FB rescue page.  In reality, he doesn’t respect or understand team work. This man is petty, sly, vindictive, and mean; I will not work with him again.

Ten feral cats need to be relocated

Ten feral cats, most of them black, were suddenly evicted from the only place they call home: a parking garage on 163rd street. Allegedly, the maintenance man suddenly dumped their food supplies and their bowls and tried to get the cats to leave. The right thing to do would be to give the TNR colony caretaker, Laura Martinez, time to find a plan B for these innocent victims. It is freezing cold outside, in NYC, and they are used to the warmth of the garage.  The cats are eating out in the freezing cold. The colony caretaker would like to raise funds ($300) to send the colony to a sanctuary for cats. If you would like to help, please comment or share. If you would like to donate, here is the link: https://www.youcaring.com/helpahomelessferalcatcolonytorelo… Thank you.IMG_20171215_183920

A prayer for animals.

PRAYER TO ST. FRANCIS
FOR Animals, OUR PETS

Good St. Francis, you loved all of God’s creatures.
To you they were your brothers and sisters.
Help us to follow your example
of treating every living thing with kindness.
St. Francis, Patron Saint of animals,
watch over my pet
and keep my companion safe and healthy.
Amen.

This prayer may be found on the link below:

http://www.st-francis-medal.com/st-francis-blessing-of-the-animals.htm

My hands still hurt significantly.

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It is now about a month since trapper Doris Giordano assaulted me [as I tried to stop her from taking one of my registered colony cats] and both of my hands, wrists, and forearms, still hurt very much.  It’s the kind of pain that hurts from the bone outwards.  Amazingly, there is still no arrest.  It is deplorable that law enforcement cannot do their job and protect people from violent criminals after an assault.  It is inexcusable for police to downgrade crimes against animals and people trying to protect them.

There is so much that has happened since the assault, but it would only hurt my hands more to type it all.  As it is, I am trying to remain proactive by telling my story while trying not to make my pain worse.

TRYING TO REACH OUT…

Earlier today, I head out and walked past what was the feeding station, up until last night.  To my amazement, I found the pregnant cat sleeping next to where the bowls used to be.   She is the last remaining cat.  Fortunately, I had a can of cat food with me and I offered it to her on the double.  She ate and I sat, nearby, elated that she had not been stolen.  After careful consideration, I concluded that the best thing to do would be to trap her and put her in the hands of a caring person that I can trust.  I resolved to come back out later in the evening, with a trap, so I can remove her from the streets.

With this goal in mind, I head out the door with my trap this evening.  First, I set up on 165st, but there was no result.  Then I followed her and crossed the street to 164.  I set the trap up there.  She came close to it but, ultimately, walked away.   I kept hoping for her to return, but she did not.  Before she dissapeared, I offered her a can of cat food.  She ate a good portion, then walked away into the alley.  If her hunger is satisfied, it would make her less vulnerable to strangers that want to trap her by exploiting her hunger.

Then a resident from the east end of the brown stone told me off in a very loud and aggressive way.  He said he didn’t want to see a cat trap in front of the building he lives in.  I told him that I didn’t know prior and that I would not do it again, but he continued his verbal tirade directed at me.  Finally, he said he didn’t give **** what happens to the cats, so he doesn’t want to see any trapping activity, period.  Then he told me to get off his street and a lot of other things I can’t mention.  He did this in front of a neighbor that I was having a chat with while I was on my way back home.  I was just trying to help the cat from ending up in the wrong hands.  What I’ve encountered doing cat rescue, thus far, is a lot of indifference; mocking; charged feelings; criminal activity; violence; and verbal abuse.  I don’t know what the future of this cat will be, but I know that I have tried to look out for her in midst of a hostile and criminal environment.  If there is a God, I sure hope he keeps her (and her soon to be born kittens) away from predators, if I cannot.

Later in the evening, when I went back out, I took a walk down the street again to check for cats.  I haven’t seen the grey tuxedo tabby since last week.  Cat theives use caretakers as feeders, fosters, and socializers before they intervene and abduct cats for their own profit.

IT BEGINS AGAIN.

The same thing that happens before any of our colony cats are abducted has taken place.  Their feeding station has been tampered with.  The water bowl was emptied and someone placed milk in it.  The cat’s food was untouched which means they have not eaten today.  No cats appeared for feeding.  Our female brown tabby and male gray tabby are currently missing.  They are being stalked by trappers.

The cat thieves, on our block, need to face legal consequences.  I have been trying to get the police to take action and, hopefully, they will do so.  We want this hateful activity to stop Now!  I walked over to the cat feeding station and dismantled it in order to make it harder for criminals to find the cats.