The Mercury Feb 2, 2013
Ingrid Tebb is devoted to helping her feline friends.
THE stories are all too familiar the young girl, pregnant, alone and homeless, trying to find her way in a world that has abandoned her and turned its back, deliberately blind to her plight.
Then there’s the old fella living on the streets. His eyes light up each time someone approaches as he remembers a warm bed, a fire maybe this is the one.
But now there’s nothing but hard ground and harder faces. He was loved, once, but something went wrong and he lost his way. Then there are the youngsters left alone by their mum. She’s not coming back, and no one else is prepared to take on the responsibility, so they huddle together in terror of what is to come a life in a frightening wilderness where they will exist hand to mouth, dying most likely of an illness or injury so much before their time.
These are just some of the stories that drew me to the Hobart Cat Centre and the stories that keep me coming back, because sadly, they never change.
It has been more than 13 years since I first began my commitment to the felines of this state and in that time there have been some big steps made the advent of microchipping, new legislation, education and increased awareness but there is still so much more to do.
We face an ongoing battle, for although there is so much information out there, we are constantly confronted with deliberate and brazen ignorance that’s enough to make you weep. READ MORE HERE