Dear diary

I have never had a diary in my life

Guess I'm now a diarist. Along with an instagrammer, a redditer, a tweeter..... nothing I won't try for our boys.

I'm trying, but not succeeding. I am desperate to suceed. Just desperate to bring the boys home.

We just realised it's 88 days since Blacky went today. I stopped counting at 20 something days.


Our life has raced away with us since this started. It seems like minutes ago this journey begun. Then Christmas and new year melted away unnoticed.

I want to get back to me. Me who isn't putting on trainers early in the mornings to go out calling for the boys, on social media through the day, and out searching again in the evening. Planning weekend areas to checkout for dumped cats. Faced with hundreds of cats wanting to be ours. To be removed from the godforsaken circumstances they are struggling to live in.

It is really haunting me to look into their eyes and say you're not mine. Then walk away. Especially, if I call out one of their names. I shout Winnie. A cat who desperately wants to be Winnie runs to me. I'm convinced it is shouting 'I'm winnie, I'll be winnie, I am winnie'. I say no you are not. 

Its killing me. Those responsible for dumping these cats, dumping my cats, dumping others cats - they're killing me.

I even had a silly thought that if I died, would they feel sorry enough for Dave to tell him the truth? If they even know the truth. They dump cats all day, everyday. They probably don't even remember what they did to our boys. How disgusting. Discarding my cats. All the cats. 

I truly sickens me that they are able to do this. You don't have to be a brain surgeon to work out why there are hundreds of cats in remote areas. The Mina Ports cats number thousands. The site will be raised to the ground soon. Where will the cats end up then? 

You don't solve a problem by hiding it out of the way. You deal with it.

We need a massive walled sanctuary. A team of live in veterinary surgeons. Take dealing with cats away from the pest companies. Cats are not pests, they shouldn't be dealing with them. A sanctuary with a fleet of vehicles and staff to manage 1 fit for purpose TNR programme at the sanctuary.

A sanctuary, offering boarding and care facilities. Education trips for the schools. A cafeteria so people can volunteer and visit. Can easily add revenue streams once its up and running. I think we just need 200M aed to get started.......

Our number one priority for now is our boys. We wont give up on them.

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