In the bedlam of the dog room, four cages harbor a never-ending succession of frantic cats, cowering in terror. In relative peace, two other cat cages sit in the front room. Six cages for 1,552 cats last year. No wonder only 22 left the shelter alive. Lost and stray animals are given three days and then killed.
Killings take place three to four times a week.
There is not enough room to wait any longer, to give this friendly dog or that fine cat more time, more opportunity to be adopted. The word shelter implies safety, not doom. Our shelter is currently a slaughterhouse. We need to put more emphasis on adoption and education. In this time of change, our leaders acknowledged the need for a new shelter.