Welcome to Homeless to Housecats!
Hi, I’m Jennie Richards, and with encouragement from my girlfriends and daily inspiration from my many amazing rescue cats, I finally begin my new blog!
I have been in cat rescue formally since 2003 when I joined Friends of the Formerly Friendless (FFF) in Concord, California, to foster cats and support cat adoption. I joined Community Concern for Cats (CC4C) three years later in 2006 and have been with CC4C ever since trapping and rescuing abandoned cats, medically rehabilitating and fostering, and getting them adopted by screening and interviewing to find the most suitable and best home for each cat.
But prior to this, I had adopted an abandoned cat in 1998 that was truly “homeless in Seattle,” and named her Pumpkin, as well as another cat, Red, in 2001 who had been dumped at the Oakland Airport where he lived a very frightened life until we adopted him. They are both longer stories that I will save for later.
When my husband and I bought our house in 2003, we thought with the step-up in size, we would adopt one more rescue cat, which quickly turned into two! On a hot mid-summer day, we went to the newly opened, state-of-the-art Animal Rescue Foundation (ARF) in Walnut Creek, very close to where we live. We walked through their doors interested in adopting “the cat that no one wanted.” They ushered us to their spacious cat rooms, and to “Gracie” and “Dusty.” Both were extremely shy and frightened, had been returned twice, and had lived at ARF for 2-3 years. Difficult choice! We went back and forth spending time with each one, unable to choose only one cat. We finally looked at each other, and after much contemplation and petting, said “we’ll take both!” At the time, of course, we thought that was it! No more cats, we said.
Until one fateful day a year later, when we walked into Petfood Express to pick up some cat food and met the director of a cat rescue organization who in talking, said she was in desperate need of a foster for new mama cats and babies at our local animal shelter. We both looked at each other, thinking no way! And went home. The next day, Sally called and said “have you thought about it? There are six mamas with kittens that need adopting, it’s their last day!” We looked at each other hearing her desperate plea, and said “ok!” The next day, a beautiful young all black mama cat arrived with four newborn kittens in a carrier together. We designated a bedroom as the “foster cat room” and that was the beginning of fostering and rescuing cats from that day forward.