MIAMI-DADE ANIMAL SERVICES IS A DISASTER

THEY MAKE IT IMPOSSIBLE TO ADOPT A CAT

By now I have invested two hours at Miami-Dade Animal Services and cannot wait behind 10 fresh people deep in the line for service – even though the left hand/right hand total failure between front desk and cat cages keys lady caused me to need to pick again.

Miami-Dade Animal Services has robbed me of half a working day and despite my valiant efforts, incompetence has prevented me from petting/bonding with a single cat.

Callousness and unequaled incompetence has left me with zero desire to ever visit again.

I have taken in dozens of street cats.

I fund cat rescue on three continents.

I am the perfect candidate to address the crisis that Miami-Dade has with animals in need of homes.

But I will not be able to keep cats from being lonely or euthanized.

Not until Miami-Dade County leadership fixes its nightmarish Animal Services process.

I leave -- after being blocked by incompetence -- the Miami-Dade Animal Services house of horrors crushed, spirit broken. 

None of the more than half dozen cats that I tried to will leave to a good home -- because this facility is run by uncaring workers.

 

 

MIAMI-DADE ANIMAL SERVICES IS A DISASTER

 THEY MAKE IT IMPOSSIBLE TO ADOPT A CAT

I’m still at Miami-Dade Animal Services and praying to get past the incompetence to rescue a cat.

I select yet another cat to try to adopt.

It pays to take lots of photos of the cat’s code number, as incompetence will deny your first several choices.

10 minutes to see the cat cage woman.

The same woman who told me I had no choice in the matter of bonding with the cat she (and she alone) deemed unadoptable.

This time, my fourth or fifth choice of a fur baby is smiling and mewing at me.

My heart melts.

Then the cage area woman says he has a return to owner order and I’m out of luck.

If Miami-Dade Animal Services staff could take two minutes to update info on the cages, would-be adopters wouldn’t get their heart broken time and time again.

MIAMI-DADE ANIMAL SERVICES IS A DISASTER

THEY MAKE IT IMPOSSIBLE TO ADOPT A CAT

Now 90 minutes into my visit to Miami-Dade Animal Services, I am led back and a woman tells me the cat I picked is sleeping and mean.

I say I’ll decide.

She refuses to let me see the cat.

I go back, but even though it is 100% Animal Services’ fault, I go to the back of the end of the line again.

20 minutes to wait for the cat with the infection.

Now I’m told it also has FIV and I cannot have.

 

MIAMI-DADE ANIMAL SERVICES IS A DISASTER

THEY MAKE IT IMPOSSIBLE TO ADOPT A CAT

An hour after arriving at Miami-Dade Animal Services, I finally get to the adoption counter.

I find out my first choice is FIV positive and they will not adopt that cat out to a home that has another cat. I have a cat.

It would take two minutes to print out this info and put it on the cage – so I wouldn’t get enamored with a cat I cannot have.

There will be many heartbreaks that could be avoided by taking all of two minutes to update information on cats in the cat adoption zone.

I am told my second choice has a respiratory infection and I cannot touch another cat after him, so I should pick another cat to see first.

I share my third pick.

They tell me that cat is available.

MIAMI-DADE ANIMAL SERVICES IS A DISASTER

THEY MAKE IT IMPOSSIBLE TO ADOPT A CAT

I enter Miami-Dade Animal Services and look at some cats through the glass.

I fall for a few.

I take pictures of the data card next to them.

I got to the desk labeled adoptions.

I get some annoyed looks, then hear a number called.

I realize I was standing in a line that went by number called.

But unlike a grocery store deli, there no little machine from which to grab a number.

You have to talk to a lady. She wanders off frequently, so I had no way of knowing that I could not take my place in line without her interviewing me and printing a ticket.

 

MIAMI-DADE ANIMAL SERVICES IS A DISASTER

THEY MAKE IT IMPOSSIBLE TO ADOPT A CAT

Miami-Dade Animal Services is an unmitigated disaster.

It’s a pretty building and modern facility.

Any semblance of competency and care is an illusion.

I went to adopt a cat.

There is about one half as much needed parking, because it’s in the middle of nowhere, miles from fixed rail transit.

Google Maps shows it would take 2 hours of multiple bus transfers to get there from my Little Havana home less than 10 miles away.

I wait 20 minutes for a parking space.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY TO HEIDI, THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

FROM THE CATS WE TAKE CARE OF & CAT DADDY STEVE

We are the cats and other fur babies protected by your monthly donations to the ASPCA. Some of us have very sad stories to tell, but life is getting better because of your love and support.

We are a colony of cats that lives near the seafront ramparts called the Skala de la Kasbah on the Atlantic cost of Essaouira. The fishermen with the famous blue boats give us lots of fish scraps and chin rubs, but the Moroccan Dirhams Uncle Steve donated helps a team of volunteers to build us shelters.

We are the Kedi of Istanbul. You saw us in an award-winning documentary. Turkey may be the best place on earth for a street cat to get the love of every passerby. But still, there are countless numbers of us, so Uncle Steve’s donation of several hundred Turkish Lira helps volunteers in our ancient city to build clusters of homes for us.

We are the felines of the Cat Café outside Orlando. While Disney, Sea World, Universal and water parks get all the attention – we’d like to think we are the most wonderful location in the land of theme parks. We loved the hugs you gave us, the money you donated and we look forward to safer times when you can visit again.