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Dracula isn't the only one with a love bite

After losing my calico Sassy, after having her for 16 years. I didn't want another cat. But then I got married, the marriage was doomed from the start and I got lonely. One day while at work someone dumped a kitten; I found her, pick her up, and brought her home. But my husband (at the time) refused to allow me to keep her. He demanded that I find her a new place to live or take her to the pound. So I took the kitten which I named Mary Todd (because she was found at the Lincoln Tomb), to the local pound. I was a little broken hearted to give her up but she found a home pretty quickly. Soon after I convinced my husband to allow me to get another cat. We went to the APL, I had been browsing their website and found a calico cat that interested me. When we arrived at the APL they showed me the calico that I had been looking at, but she didn't respond to me. There was another cat in a cage a few doors down that was a tortoise shell and I wanted to see her. When they opened the cage and I stuck my hand in, she immediately bit me. Not a hard bite, but a gentle love bite. I immediately decided that she had to be mine. We were writing out the adoption papers and I found out that she had been dumped twice and somehow found her way back to the APL. Her name was Unique, but it was quickly changed to Meow Meow. They estimated her age to be about three years old. Now it has been three years, Meow Meow and I are on our own and away from the now ex-husband. She is ornery, but perfect. So smart and loving. And now spoiled as can be. I still miss Sassy, and sometimes cry for her even though it's been five years now. But Meow Meow helps me wake up in the mornings and I wouldn't trade her for anything.

Springfield, IL

My little Bee!

It was a late Summer night last year when my mom and I went to the car to get drinks from the gas station. We had come to our car and a small cat raced from beneath it, visibly spooked at the idea of humans being so close. I saw the calico had a collar and assumed she was a kitten for being so small. I gave it a chance and she raced through the fence.

The next day I was headed down to a concert with a friend, boarding at his Aunt and Uncle's while we went to see the show. My mom, the second day I was down there sent a text with the words, "You will never believe what happened." Worried, I asked what occurred and was sent a picture of the same kitten we spied the other day curled tight on the sill of the bathroom sink. Mom said she just waltzed in from the back porch and made herself at home. My mom had originally said 'no' to me rescuing the cat, but after seeing the stage that she was in, nearly dead, we couldn't turn her away.

We named her Sookie Bee shortly before we took her to the vet. Susanne Beatrice in full. We jokingly called her our little 'gangster' kitty, because she came from the streets. Luckily a visit to the vet proved she had no worms or pests. It was only the fight to encourage her health now. Pound after pound the tiny kitten packed on. Still slim, still small, but well fed and always hungry for more. Being that her food was a special diet we were careful to watch her weight and keep her little body the picture of health.

We had her for a few months until a sudden turn of events meant we had to give her to a new home. The new apartment doesn't allow pets otherwise I would have gladly taken her with me. She is in a friend's home, well fed and adored by their little boy. I'll love my Sookie always!

Fenton, MI

over wormed kitten

One day while taking my girlfriend back from an eye appoinment, I was coming up on the pet store where she got my first cat-I felt that something was wrong and crossed three lanes of traffic to get to the store. When i walked in, I heard loud screams from the back and went to see-there i saw him a cute grey tabby shaking and wailing, I asked what happened and the owner said one of her employees had over wormed him and he was very sick. I took him to my vet and he told me not to get attached, that he would probably die. I said to the vet -if he was to live, what would I have to do. Well he said keep him hydrated with an eye dropper arround the clock. I did and in one week, he gained 4 ounces and back to the vet-he could not believe it and said to me-you are a real animal person--well Now he is 19 lbs of loving joy and is glued to my hip!!! LOL his name is HEMI after my favorite engine. i cannot imagine life without him.

robert urban
St. Helens, OR

Feral no More

Tillis is his name…he was feral, only spoke cat, almost hairless, and thin, 3 months old and only 1 ½ pounds. It was September and nights were getting cold, so a nice warm place to sleep was the first step along with some canned cat food. After three days he let me hold him, the next day he was off to the vet. She would only worm him and treat for fleas “IF he makes it bring him back in three months.” He made it, three months later Tillis weighed 5 pounds and sported a coat of long silky grey fur. He is seven now and more loved than the day he arrived.

McMinnville, OR

Unadoptable Quirkiness

One day I noticed two feral cats fighting. One was a very large tomcat and the other a tiny calico that I thought was a kitten. I immediately broke up the fight and the tomcat ran off.

The calico was lying on the ground in shock. I very quietly spoke to her she began to relax got up and walked away. After that moment she realized that I would protect her so whenever I was outside she would scavenge for food and follow me around from a distance. My friend noticed the cat following me and as a joke I said she is going to be my new cat. I was in the middle of my getting my MFA and already I have Pheobee my 14yearold rescue cat that was deemed unadoptable and I was too busy to rehabilitate another cat.

I found out that the calico was living in an abandoned house and to my surprise had 4 kittens. One night the calico came up to my friend and I meowing really loudly. She was in bad shape and asking for help. I broke down and began to feed her and instantly she trusted me. Within a day she moved her kittens into my yard. We found a no kill animal shelter that was able to find her kittens good homes but they would not take her because she was feral.

My friend named her Neepos and she is great and quirky! In the middle of working on my thesis Neepos brought me a piece of fried chicken she found somewhere outside and dropped it on my laptop while I was typing. I guess it was her way of saying don’t forget to eat while your working and thank you for saving me!

How can you not love that?!

Detroit, MI

Pickle - From near death to beautiful

Last year my boyfriend Justin was working in a large metal yard. He and his co-workers heard a very loud screaming sound coming from under a building. Turns out a cat has had a litter of kittens up and underneath the foundation, Mom and the other kittens have jumped down the 3ft drop down to the ground. One tiny kitten was left, trapped for 5 days, no water, no food. Even near death the kitten was louder than the metal machines. Justin pulled up the floor boards to rescue her. After he brought her home and we were going to take her to a shelter as we have two other rescue cats already. She made the happiest sound I have ever heard the first time she had food. She knew she was safe. After nursing her back to health for a we simply had to keep her! Now she is fluffy and beautiful! Pickle still does not like heights but is cuddly and an absolute sweetheart!!

Toronto, ON, Canada

The Day I fell in Love with a Dog

I was traveling to a rural town with my assistant to do speech therapy and the mom lived in a dilapidated trailer with her two young sons. One day the boys kept talking about a puppy, but I didn't see anything. When leaving the trailer (in 98 degree July heat), I heard a whimper. I looked into a little fenced in space in front of the trailer and saw a long haired black puppy with no shade, being fed Spaghettios and muddy water. Mom said she was given the 9 week old puppy a couple days ago but didn't want 'it' in the house. I immediately chastised her and told her to call animal control because she couldn't take care of the dog. As my assistant and I left, I started to cry. I never cared for dogs but was so taken aback by how horribly the puppy was being treated. I asked my Assistant to turn around, and I knocked on the door and told the Mom I was taking the puppy. She never put up a fight and even gave me a sheet to wrap her in. On the way home, Sabrina (her new name), never stopped looking at me, even as she peed on my lap! :)

My husband came home that day and was greeted by me with Sabrina happily sitting in my lap. That was 7 years ago and Sabrina, aka Princess Poopypants (from a children's book) is a beautiful 65 lb. Chow/Lab mix. She has the purple chow tongue, curly tail, stiff back leg gait and the guard mentality. She will even stand by me when hubby comes to give me a kiss. This angel is the LOVE of my life and we even adopted a Borador (Border Collie/Lab mix) so she would have a brother. I have rescued several homeless dogs since then, but take them to the shelter, as we don't have the space for more. I would love to own a large home with space for at least 3 more dogs. A girl can always dream!

Missie Holmes
Fayetteville, NC

Who Chose Who?

Two years ago I got a call from a groomer friend telling me that a dog in terrible shape had been dropped off at her studio by a Good Samaritan who had found him & could I come get him? At the time I was an active volunteer at our shelter & figured I could take him in, get him the care that he needs & keep an eye on him to make sure he found a good home. When I arrived a flea ridden mess of a dog took one look at me & hurled himself into my arms while I said "Hey, what's up Doc?". His whole body was scabbed over & his ears were so badly infected that he had scratched holes into both sides of his neck to try to get at them. Around his neck was an old collar that said "B-Ware I Bite". The groomer was amazed at his reaction to me as for 2 days at her place he had just been staring at walls. I took him to the shelter & visited him every day. When it came to his behavior evaluation he failed for food aggression & was scheduled to be euthanized. That wasn't going to happen so I called a friend with a rescue to pull him from the shelter & home he came. A client of mine was interested in adopting him after I worked with him, but once I had him she backed out. I had lost my beloved Shepherd Mix 3 weeks before & was not ready for another dog.... or so I thought. Under all of those scabs & yuck was the sweetest little Wheaten Terrier you could ever meet! No wonder he was prone to biting before- he must have been SO owwy. Fast forward 2 years (and a neuter, dental, extraction & eye removal later) and me & my "Doc Holliday" couldn't be happier. He is by far the best canine companion I have ever had- and such a handsome guy. I am the luckiest dog mom in the world that he chose me!

Columbus, OH

My tripod

I had had a dog when I was younger, my best friend, but he was taken from me by my late father's girlfriend, without even speaking to me about it. I fought through the pain of losing not only my father, but also the dog I loved so much. I wanted for years to get a new dog. I begged and whined to my mother before finally, when I was 17, she agreed to get a dog if I performed several tasks around the house. I finished everything in about the span of two days, eagerly waiting to find the perfect pup for me. So onto Petfinder we go!

I didn't want a yellow/golden dog. Black dogs have a harder time getting a home, and I wanted to not only rescue my dog but I also wanted to get one of the ones least likely to be rescued. However, as mom and I searched through the available doggies on Petfinder she spotted her and said "Oh, what a sweet face!" but I was skeptical. Yes, the dog had an adorable face, but she was golden, and under a year old. I wanted to find an older dog, a darker dog, a bully breed. Something to really do my part.

But then the profile said she had lost a leg. The sympathy kicked in and I agreed to go "just to see" the dog. We went to one of the meet and greet days they had, I took her for a short walk (she tried to drag us down a ravine for goodness sake) but when we walked back to the curb where the other animals were, when I knelt down she got her way into my lap, and into my heart.

She fell asleep curled in my lap, and as I looked down at her shaved side and cute face I cried and said I needed her. I am getting teary now! Her nose went from black to pink, her floppy ears now straight, and she runs like the wind blows. I love her so much. My Tala baby.

Concord, CA

The Rainy Day Miracle

One day, I was walking home and I heard a little meow from behind me. I looked back to see a little grey and white kitten following me through the rain. I let it keep following me until I got to my house, and I gave it some food. About an hour had already passed with me just playing with it, but I couldn't keep it unless I knew for sure I wasn't taking anyone's beautiful kitten.

I went around my town and asked my neighbors if they, or anyone they knew owned the kitten, everyone said no, and I thought it'd be best to keep it safe in my home. I took it to the vet and it turns out it was a two month old female! She got all of her shots and I took her home.

It's been a little over a year and we're happy and she's healthy. The best rainy day of my life!

Tampa, FL
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