At fifty I found a job that I was born to do. I was Director of a Humane Society’s animal shelter. Working with the animals was a joy. The daily bookwork, staff and pet emergencies were handled with ease. I lost track of how many kittens that I bottle fed in the five years I worked at the shelter. I know I had four litters of kittens at one time in our kitchen. Baby kittens have to be fed every two to four hours night and day. One kitten, Sara, came to me starving and with a birth defect that left her hind legs useless. Sara was adopted by a Veterinarian and is thriving. Previously I had been a secretary, and was secretary to the Mayor, but Director of the Animal Shelter was the most difficult job I had ever had, and my favorite job of all.
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