When you walk into the Nashville Humane Association, you’re greeted at the door— literally—by animals. Four small rooms are sandwiched against both sides of the entrance, each of them serving as a temporary home for a “Pet of the Week.” This week, one of those rooms is occupied by Timmy, a white-and-blonde 5-year-old cat who’s been at the shelter since April.
“Kitty season” started two months ago, flooding the shelter with adorable, picture-perfect cats who’re small enough to fit into the palm of your hand. It’s been hard for old-timers like Timmy to get adopted with all those young’uns around. Actually, it’s been hard for any cat to get adopted these days. Seventy percent of the cats who’re brought into animal shelters nationwide wind up getting euthanized, and although the Nashville Humane Association prides itself on being a low-kill location, some cats just don’t make the cut.
Um... but before we get crueler than Sarah MacLachan cooing for the ASPCA, there's hope! June might be Timmy’s lucky month. See, all month long, the Nashville shelter offers a serious discount on all kittens and cats, with the ultimate goal of finding homes for 100 felines by the time July rolls around. The event is called “Feline Frenzy,” and it’s become an annual tradition.
Last Monday, the shelter was ahead of schedule. Sixty-eight cats had already been adopted, and Kenneth Tallier, an enthusiastic PR associate with an oversized paw print tattooed onto his forearm, was in good spirits. “Last month, we did an event called Cinco de Meow,” he said, laughing. “Any excuse to get a home for these cats is a good excuse. Feline Frenzy is one of the bigger events we do, and every year, it meets its goal.”
The prices are hard to beat for these priceless furballs, too. There’s no fee for grown-ups like Timmy, and cats between five months and two years are priced at $25. Kittens, who are housed in a large room filled with toys and a large plastic tree, are being sold in two-for-one packages for $75. All of the animals are fixed and vaccinated.
No one got adopted during our short visit on Monday morning (although we were very, very tempted), but there were plenty of volunteers—known in most shelters as “kitty comforters”—sticking their hands into the cages and keeping the cats socialized. Timmy was the last one we saw as we walked out the front doors, and we found ourselves making an unexpected promise to adopt him if he was still there by July. But hopefully he won’t be.