My Nonprofit Reviews

My first interaction with Aslans Cats was in 2012, after five years of searching for placement for three FELV positive cats, Millie, Little Girl and Whitey Boy, a/k/a Sinatra or Blue Eyes. All originated from Brownsville, Brooklyn, a hell on earth for animals, a high crime area with bullets flying daily. Having been around the block, I am aware there are times when individuals with good intentions actually cause harm to animals when operating a sanctuary, which can quickly turn into a hoarding situation. THIS IS NOT THE CASE AT ASLANS. Arrangements were made for intake into Aslans. The day arrived, was I making the right decision, after all the three lived with me for so long, would they be happy in new surroundings? Sabrina Hansen picked me up at the Poughkeepsie Metro North Station and we proceeded on our way to the sanctuary, where I met Hilary Harris. A quick once over was all it took to know I made the right choice for Millie, Little Girl and especially Whitey Boy, who was a flirt. A tour of the facility removed all fears I had for their well being. Plans were in the works to dress Whitey in a costume for Halloween, inviting the community to meet Aslans residents. Sadly, Whitey Boy would succumb to FELV. Some months later, Angelo would follow and sadly, he too would succumb to FELV, but his final months were lived to the fullest. In August, 2014, two additional cats became the latest residents. I had not named either, leaving that to Aslans. But if I had to name them, it would be Lucky and Luckier. Of course, I wanted desperately to visit with Millie and Little Girl and thought for sure they felt the same about me. After all, we shared five years together. Well, they wanted nothing to do with me and both picked themselves up and exited the yard where they had been sun bathing and entered the sanctuary. Did they remember me? Perhaps and that is why they made a mad dash to exit, thinking there is no way we are leaving Aslans. I am grateful to Sabrina and Hilary for providing a safe haven for FELV cats. As for my crew, I no longer worry about them, they forgot me long ago. They are happy, content and loved. So on a warm summer day, I made the return trip to NYC, with a smile on my face, knowing I made the right choice as the residents of Aslans lounged in their individual beds inside the sanctuary or sun bathed in the yard, all that was missing was lemonade. Regina Massaro/Spay Neuter Intervention Project (SNIP)

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