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ALL CATS, INC. -- eNews for March 2004

Sent: February 28, 2004

64 Lumpkin County Park Drive Dahlonega, GA 30533

Mailing Address: P. O. Box 1095, Dawsonville, GA 30534-0022

All Donations are Tax Deductible
Founded By: Carolyn Keeton Email:

Please Send all Mail to the Above Post Office Address. Thank You!

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Dear Friends,

There is a small stream running thru "The Farm." Area wildlife depends on it for their water. We still have a small herd of deer; but, because of developers, they are being forced into ever smaller areas. Still, we do the best we can to protect them from traffic and hunters. I have told area hunters they will disappear down one of the four old "outhouses" or two dug wells on the property if I catch them hunting there.

Unfortunately, hunters and traffic aren't the only hazards. We keep a watch on the stream through the farm, and we have been known to clear parts of it we aren't supposed to be on. There is one particularly sandy- bottomed spot that tends to build up with trash. The water can become very muddy when there is a lot of run-off from the developments. That spot belongs to an elderly man who doesn't trust anyone on his property. He doesn't want anyone even walking across it. I learned this the hard way.

I was trying to catch some puppies that had been left on the side of the road, when one of them ran onto his property. Of course, I went running after it. I came around his barn and came face to face with a shotgun. Never before in my life have I had any one point a shotgun at me. It is one of the most terrifying experiences ever. When I got him to understand that I only wanted to get the puppy, he put the gun aside.

"You that woman goes around feedin' critters?," he asked, "One bought the old Ramsey place?" I answered that I was. He continued looking at me. "Why you do that; what you get outta it? You think you can jus run all over peoples land like it was yourn. I wasn't sure if he even wanted an answer or if this is was just his way of chastising me, but I decide to try. "I try to feed things that are hungry and to give a home to creatures nobody else wants. I don't get anything out of it but knowing I am doing the right thing. Everything deserves a chance at life. I try to give that chance to as many as I possibly can." He was still looking at me, trying to make up his mind if I was telling him the truth. About that time the puppy came running back by us. I took off after it. Catching it, I put it in the truck and turned around to find the man standing next to the back of the truck. He was looking in at the puppies.

"You going to keep all them puppies?" he asks. "Unless I can find a good home for them, I will." He just shakes his head and walks back to his house. A few days later, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find the man there. "You want to come get a deer outten the creek?" he asks, halfway defiant. "Is it hurt?" "I don't know. It's down on its hind side in the mud. It's thrashing around something fierce. Can't seem to get to its feet. I got this tryin to help it get to its feet," holding out a bloody hand. "Can I bandage that? Do you need a doctor?" He didn't seem too pleased with that suggestion. "Are you gonna help me or not?" he asks. "Yes, let's go."

Arriving at the creek, I could see the poor deer. It had somehow become tangled in the trash. I imagine it had fought until it became so tired it had to lie down. Then the mud acted as a suction cup, holding it down. I had seen this once before as a teenager. My brothers finally did rescue that deer. Now it was my turn. I stood there trying to decide how best to start.

"Well, little lady, what now?" "I'll be darned if I know. What did you do earlier?" He replied," I got down there in the mud with him. I tried to grab his horns and got this hurt hand. Then I thought about you." He gives me a funny smile, as if he expects me to say I don't want any part of this. "I have some rappelling rope in the truck. Maybe we can get that over his rack. We could kill him if we put it around his neck." He asks," You going to be the one to go in the mud to get that over his head?" "Yes, and you are going to be the one to wrap the other end around that tree over there and keep it pulled tight." "Well, I got a come-along, will that help?" "It might; go get it and we'll see." (A come-along is a portable winch that can be tied to a tree or truck bumper, if needed.) After several attempts to get the noose over the rack, we finally made it. Then we tied it off with the come-along fastened to a tree. At first I was afraid we would do the deer serious damage. But after several good pulls, we were slowly sliding him forward. But, after moving him closer to the bank, we couldn't move him any further. His back feet were someway trapped in the garbage. I decided to try to get behind him to see if I spot the problem. I inched ever closer, always mindful of the power in those legs. We could keep his head from being used as a weapon, but his feet would instantly become lethal if they were free of the mud. Coming ever closer to him, I reach under the trash and mud to find his feet and encounter a strand of barbed wire and some sort of shredded plastic sheeting all wound up together. I was going to have to cut him loose. "Do you have any wire cutters?" "Got some back at the house." "Well, I need them", I said out loud, thinking "And someone to use them." Not only is this important for the deer, it may make a huge difference to any future needs to be on his land to help other animals.

The deer didn't want me any where near him. But, I had no choice. I also knew he was going to try his best to kill me when he got free. "Keep that rope tight." Mostly I was looking for reassurance. "You just watch them hoofs. I get behind the deer to approach him, down on all fours so I will seem smaller and so I can feel the wire and plastic in the mud and water. Finding it, I can't seem to make myself cut it, as I am convinced this animal is going to trample me the minute he can get to his feet. I am in the mud, holding the wire and plastic in one hand and the cutters in the other, and I am physically afraid. Something I am not accustomed to feeling. I usually wade into anything and don't think think twice about getting hurt. This time, I know I am going to be hurt. Taking a deep breath, I start cutting through the plastic to reach the wire. I keep cutting and can feel the tension on the wire lessening. Then, suddenly, the deer is on his feet. He tries to run down the creek, but the rope is still around his rack. He comes charging back. I fall back into the water, both arms over my head. "Be still" I hear from the bank. It doesn't take but a few seconds for the deer to figure out how to get free of the rope and he is off down the creek.

"You did right fine, little lady, right fine." "Thank you, so did you. I thought he was going to kill me." "Naw, you won't die from that," he says, pointing to a cut on my arm. I can only guess I was cut by two of the barbs on the wire. I was so scared, I hadn't even felt them. "No, I don't think I will." We start back to his truck when he stops me. "Look over there." Turning, I see the deer standing straight and proud, just looking at us. "Know what he's doing, little lady? He's remembering us. He's looking from his world to ours and wishing he didn't have to hide from us. All them people with their guns and traps out to kill him! Today, right this minute, he knows we ain't all that way. In a little while, he has to hide again, but right this minute, he sees friends. He sees Mr. Bud and little lady and he knows we helped him. Ain't that something?" That was my second encounter with Mr. Bud, but it wasn't to be my last. He was to become a very important part of my rescue efforts. His speech while looking at the deer was the most I ever heard him say at one time, but it told me all I ever needed to know about him.

Following are the financial results for January:

Labor: $3,872
Veterinary: $1,236
Garbage: $0*
Utility Bill: $0**
Food: $39.07
Supplies: $0***
Stamps: $0

*These bills were paid in December.

**Reflects a high level of food donations-for which we are very grateful.

***Home Depot gift cards donated last year were used to purchase supplies-these are very useful
and we would very much appreciate receiving more of them.

Total expenses were $5,147.
Donations for January totaled $3,925.

This means that our cushion created by a wonderful level of December donations has been reduced from $1,650.74 to $428.74. It is obvious we cannot continue in this fashion and we trust that all of you will make sure there are happier results in future months.


VET EXPENSE UPDATE: Since our last report, we have received donations toward vet expense totaling $260 from Mr. & Mrs. William Underwood, Mildred Ferrell, Mr. & Mrs. Robert Stephens, Mary Jane Johnson and Avis Buchanan. Donations earmarked for this purpose are very much needed and appreciated and may be made by:

* Sending us a check made out to Murrayville Veterinary Clinic for whatever amount you wish to contribute OR

* Sending a check made out to ALL C.A.T.S., Inc. indicating the donation is to be used for general veterinary expense.

* Send a check directly to Murrayville Veterinary Clinic, P.O. Box 406, Murrayville, GA 30564. Be sure to indicate that it is to be applied to the All C.A.T.S., Inc. account.

* To donate online, visit our web portal (, and click on Vet Expenses under our How You Can Help menu

* Then, select Veterinary Expenses and you'll be able to pay online instantly using your credit card and/or checking account.


STAMP REPORT: Since our last report we received 100% (260 in total) of the stamps needed to send out this newsletter from Elinor Eaves, Nancy Caravello, Thomas & Barbara Johnson, Dorothy Walters, Dolores & Charles Austin, Mardi Hoofnagle, Jamie Reagin, Carolyn Lowe, Mary Speer, Connie Rice, Lois Holbrook, Carolyn Lowe, Judy Ciccarello and an anonymous person. Many, many thanks to all of you. Keep up the good stamp work all year so we don't have to spend any money on postage instead of directly on animal care.



* Judith Sullivan for her donation in honor of Toni Graney and R.B.
* To Jenny Beaman for her on-line donation toward our fuel bills.

* To Pattie Reber for her donation in "memory of Ruth Kirk McManus...who, though no great lover of animals, nevertheless patiently helped all four of her rescuer children and thereby saved many a creature's life. Greater love hath no Mom."

* To Charles & Dolores Austin for their donation in memory of Cream Puff, a sweet little dog who had to put down recently. Cream Puff's people are Kelly and Lisa Hall, to whom we send our condolences

* To Connie Rice for her donation of a Wal-Mart gift card.
* To Dennis and Lyn Baldauf for their donation for PUTTER.
* To Carol Clenney for her continuing sponsorship of one of our shelter kitties.
* To Catherine Wells for sharing her unexpected end-of-year financial good news with us-twice!!
* To Kathy Spiker for her continuing on-line sponsorship of PIGSY TAIL.
* To Pattie Reber for once again sending a donation to cover the cost of our garbage pick-up.
* To Laura Richardson for her continuing sponsorship of BLACKIE..


THE OREO REPORT: Many, many thanks to Vicky Murphy and Harry D. Patrick for their gifts to help with expenses relative to Oreo and her kittens. Harry's gift is in memory of "my friend Lorena G. Reynolds and all my four-legged friends who have passed away and in honor of my cat best friend."


THE BUSTER (AND FAMILY) REPORT: We are overjoyed to report the donations from Laura Richardson, Dr. & Mrs. Robert Klingbeil, Wilbur Robertson, Jennifer DeWeese, Vicky Frazer, Walter Gordy, Dr. Victoria Johnson, Ms. Billie Wickliffe, Karen Lyons, Virginia Medcalf, Jackie Rucker, Mary Jane Johnson, Jim & Helen Anderson. Jackie writes that one of her six dogs is also named Buster. Jennifer's donation was in memory of her Great-Aunt Irene Floyd, who was devoted to her two dogs. Karen's gift was in memory of her dog RUFUS.



1. A special, extra donation for general operating expenses.
2. A donation earmarked for our electric bill (amount varies) and/or garbage bill (always $120).
3. Those of you who take or send food and/or supplies to the shelter-continue and accelerate if possible.
4. A special veterinary fund donation (see above).
5. Gift card for Home Depot for buying many cleaning supplies-buckets, brooms, etc.
6. Gift card for any other store at which we can buy items needed at the shelter. Wal-Mart, Kroger, PetSmart and Ingles cards are especially welcome.
7. Send extra stamps-so that we can continue our streak in which we receive 100% of the number needed to send out a newsletter.
8. Purchase AND delivery to the shelter of treated lumber--can be any length. Also, treated plywood,
9. Purchase AND delivery to the shelter of 3" and 2-1/2" hinges.
10. Purchase AND delivery to the shelter of Dogloos, especially XLarge.
11. Any type of animal medicine.
12. Purchase AND delivery to the shelter of bleach, detergent, Glad tall kitchen bags, paper plates, Pine-Sol, brooms, scrub buckets, dishwashing liquid, canned and dry cat food, dry dog food, cat and dog treats, paper towels. USE ABOVE PHYSICAL ADDRESS OF THE SHELTER TO SEND US ANY ITEMS TOO LARGE FOR A POST OFFICE BOX.

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