Second Guess Farm

Second Guess Farm and µ-µ House needs your help

I have been overwhelmed by the response and encouragement of friends and community members about creating a retirement home and hospice for cats.

There is clearly a need for such a place and I’m glad to be helping my community by simply satisfying my own need to be surrounded by cats.

To make this happen, I would like to solicit some help on two fronts:

I need assistance making Second Guess Farm Rescue-Retirement-Hospice into a proper 501(3)(c) organization.
I want to add the ability to take in ‘feral’ cats. Safe, long-term housing for cats that can’t be regular pets.

The Cats (Cast?) of Second Guess Farm: Dappled Sunshine

Dappled Sunshine, AKA Dapples, AKA Momma comes to us from a TNR (Trap-Neuter-Return) group.

The Cats (Cast?) of Second Guess Farm: Animal

Animal is an 18-year-old spitfire Metallicat.

The Cats (Cast?) of Second Guess Farm: Peanut

Peanut is about 8 years old. He’s diabetic.

Keeping Track of the Family

There are a lot of cats in this house. Sometimes, it gets tricky to figure out who is who.

So of course, I have a key:

The current cast of Second Guess Farm. Spike and Skittles are missed.

You’ll notice some faces on here that haven’t been mentioned before. That’s because the household is growing.

The Cats (Cast?) of Second Guess Farm: Monster

Monster is an 18 year old orange tabby who recently lost his human too soon.

Cat-ndid Camera – Stan in the Stacks

The Cast of Second Guess Farm: Comet and Scout – Feline-Friendly Hounds

Not only do we share our home with the cats, but we also have two goofy dogs to keep us entertained.

Comet (left) and Scout. Both are pure-bred huskies and they’re cousins

Though huskies are labeled as rambunctious and high-energy (and these two certainly are), Comet and Scout are completely gentle with our beloved seniors.

Rainbow Bridge

On June 12, 2019, Spike crossed the Rainbow Bridge, ending his struggle against FIV.

Spike was truly the most chill cat I’ve ever known. He was unperturbed by the hyper dogs, not troubled by the vacuum cleaner, and generally just happy to see you.