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Sophia Petrillo rescues the rescuer

She came to our door the first time very young, and frightened. I just knew in my heart that someone had set her out....abandoned an innocent, sweet baby!! When I tried to get her to come to me, she meowed so sadly, but darted off and was gone. The next time I saw her she was about 3 months old, sitting at the french double doors, looking through the glass like she remembered me. I started setting food out for her, and fresh water. Within a week she was sitting on my lap outside, letting me love her, and cuddle her. She even started answering to her name! Within a month I had convinced John that we should help her. She looks like maine coon mix, and all that long, thick hair was getting matted and filthy! We started preparing for her to come inside with the family and join the dog and another cat. She got along very well with the dog, when I took her out to potty, so that wasn't an issue. After a leukemia test that came back negative, and a quick grooming of scissors and a cat comb, she walked through the door on her own and captured everyone's hearts. Miss Sophia Petrillo is the light of my heart. With depression, things can be so good but seem so bad. Honestly....since she came inside.....things seem rather good all the time. Please....take a chance....take a moment....help a tender heart. Rescue...and BE rescued. <3

Bon Aqua, TN

The cat who stole my heart

I went to the shelter looking for a young kitten, because I wanted a cat I could train to travel around with me to help with my anxiety disorder. While I was looking at kittens, this cat whose tag said she was 18 months old kept reaching out and grabbing my hair. I finally ended up taking her, because she chose me! I brought her home and noticed she was sneezing. By the next day, her eyes were running, so I took her to one of the vets on the free first exam list. That vet gave me eye ointment and an antibiotic for her, and told me to use pill pockets. After two times she figured out there was a pill in that treat and was not having that! The vet had said to dissolve the capsule contents in water and squirt it in her mouth, but didn't show me how to do it. So when I did, she aspirated the contents: she was choking and couldn't breathe! I was so scared!!! I gave her a tiny Heimlich maneuver repeatedly, until she finally coughed up the liquid she had inhaled. Next day I took her to another vet, who'd been recommended by a friend, and they gave me a liquid antibiotic with a meat flavor. They told me that she's actually about 8 months old, but won't grow much larger. They also found she has a heart murmur. I'm going to keep this sweet girl anyway, because she's so special! She's so funny - follows me around the house talking continuously, gives me little kisses and likes to get under the blankets with me to sleep. I know we were meant to be together, although she had to tell me that - I didn't get that at first!

RĂ¡elin Hansen
Asheville, NC

Facebook Rescue

We already had rescued 3 cats - a muted tortie (Lily) , a tuxedo Maine Coon (Chatner) and a tuxedo British shorthair (Angus). But when someone posted on a local facebook yard sale "Black Kitten must be gone tonight" I couldn't help but respond. It was late October and I worried that it would fall into the wrong hands....

I drove several miles that night to pick up the kitten. He was thrust at me by his owner who said, "he's a good boy, we're just moving" Her son handed me a plastic bowl but no toys. The kitten nuzzled my chin and as his fleas jumped off onto me, I knew it was meant to be. We arrived home, my husband, who was skeptical about the entire incident, immediately fell in love. We cuddled him, but had to bathe him quickly because he was covered in fleas and ear mites. My husband had never seen red water from a flea infestation, and was appalled. We dried him with the hair dryer (we live in New England and it was cold) and gave him some wet food - he ate as if he were starving. No need to introduce him to the feline family - he made himself right at home and everyone introduced themselves. Several bathings later, he was flea-free. And....it seemed he loved water as he often showered with me.

We named him Salem, but my husband felt like he took over the household so it was soon changed to Major Salem. We learned he was part Bombay, which explained his friendly disposition, affection, incredibly long tail, legs, and OHHHHH those copper eyes. He soon hooked up with Lily, who nurtured and raised him just as she had Angus. He weighed about 1.5 pounds when we brought him home. Within a month he was neutered and weighed 6 pounds. 3 months into our adventure is weighs about 8 pounds and is 35 inches stretched from hind foot to forefoot. He is a big, Bombay boy and is so loving and affectionate. This rescue was definitely meant to be!

Debbie Linde
Rollinsford, NH

The luckiest cat in the world

This is the story of the very best feline friend/family member in the world. We loved her for 17 years and we miss her every day. I wrote this last year and ran across it today, I felt compelled to share.

My name is Reeses and I found my people, or rather, they found me in their driveway late one night. I was in a trash bag that was thrown out of a car. I was only a day or two old but I yowled as loud as I could until they heard me. They took me inside and warmed me up and gave me some milk with an eye dropper and then a baby bottle every couple of hours.

My people me with them everywhere and I got to meet lots of neat people. On our last trip something happened to my dad, and my mom had to take him to the hospital. While they were gone some friends took the dog for a walk and while they were busy with him I snuck out to see if I could find mom or dad. I was very scared so I hid really good. Even though lots of friends looked, no one found me.

I hoped and prayed for my people, I was sad and cold and hungry. One day when some people started calling my name again I finally got brave enough to poke my head out. They took me in where it was warm and soon my mom came. What a glorious day that was! She cried and hugged me so close. Before I knew it, there was my dad and I was home!

Now I am eating all of the food I want and have fresh water to drink and someone around to always hug me and scratch me in all the right places. Thanks to all our great friends who helped look for me, pray for me, and were as thrilled as I was at coming home.

Denver, CO

Surrendered because of a baby but now she is the baby!!!

In 2013, we already had 2 rescues -- Peyton and Bailey -- but both boys had become Mama's boys while my husband was on his last tour in Afghanistan and in the Wounded Warrior project. Our groomer had recently rescued a puppy and now my husband had 'puppy fever'. We called the rescue that our kennel supports but all the puppies she had were already promised to another rescue. We decided to ride over to the Greenville Humane Society just to look as that is where our Peyton had come from as a puppy. We walked around looking at the puppies but didn't quite feel that 'pull' you feel when you know that's YOUR dog. We were walking out when a voice in my head said "Go down the hall where the older dogs are". I pulled my husband over towards the door and said we should look. We walked down the row looking at all the dogs who were barking and leaping at us but then I came to a pile of black fur lying with her back to the gate. Her name was Porsche and she was 9 months old but because of her size was with the older dogs. I spoke to her and she lifted her head with an 'I don't know why I'm here' look and turned away. I almost walked away from her but one of the volunteers spoke up and said she was about to take Porsche out for a run in the courtyard, did we want to come along? My husband and I were amazed at the beautiful dog that stood up when the volunteer opened her cage. We saw her running around the court yard with such joy that we knew she was ours. The girls at the desk were excited we were adopting Porsche and told us she was surrendered because her owners were having a baby. We named her Bella and she is now the baby of our family -- torturing her brothers (who both love her) and demanding to be the center of attention.

Melissa Eplee
Simpsonville, SC

My Rosie Girl

The summer of 2011 we decided to fence in our front yard. I was ecstatic! That meant I could get a dog. I spent the better part of May, June, and July looking for a pup at our local shelter. And I combed through petfinder, trying to find the perfect dog.

I had finally found a male pup at a shelter, went in, did all the paperwork, and was denied. Our fence wasn't completely up yet and I didn't any vet references, because I had never owned my own dog before. I was devastated. And gave up there for a little while.

In August I was visiting my grandparents for my birthday weekend. A friend of mine had facebooked me, telling me that two dogs had been dumped on her road. A bigger female and a smaller male pup. She was going to keep the pup, but couldn't keep the female. And if no one wanted her, she'd be making a trip to the shelter. I drove over a few days later to look at her, at least see what her temperament was like and to see if we'd get along. Just as soon as I got out of the car she barking and snarling, like I was the bad guy! She was about a year old, boxer/hound mix, thin, and covered in fleas. She wouldn't even let me pet her. So I was not sure I wanted to take her, but my friend told me to give her a chance and at least take her home for one night.

That was 3 years ago, and I couldn't be happier. She has turned out to be the love of my life!! She's smart, well behaved, picky, and spoiled. She is my constant companion. And every night, before we hunker down in bed, I tell her how grateful I am that she let me be her momma.

Nacogdoches, TX

Found him where?

It was a cold and wet spring day in March of 2011. I lived in a apartment complex where we had vending machines.Going to the vending machine pressing the selection I wanted when all of a sudden I hear a meow. Confused I looked around trying to see if there was a cat anywhere and didn't see one. Shrugging my shoulders I did the same thing and again a meow. So finally setting the pops down I looked around the machine as it was sitting half on the sidewalk and half on the driveway next to a building. Looking down seeing an opening for the motor at the bottom, there was a tail sticking out. I tried to get the cat out but it was so scared. I remembered that my friends had left us some cat treats when we were pet sitting the prior week. I ran home grabbing them and going back.

Getting back to the machine I lured it out using the treats. I also brought a towel with me so that I could dry him off as well as not get scratched. I took him home for the night then the next day took him around the apartments asking whose cat this was. He wasn't emaciated nor flea invested. The only thing wrong was his hind legs. He has problems jumping. When no one claimed him I was going to let him go but couldn't. My family fell in love with him as he did with us. I initially wanted to call him Vendor but was out ruled with the name Teddy Bear. We have had him three years almost four and would be lost without him. He gets along very well with our other cats. He also loves drinking out of running faucets.

Casey P
Jackson, MI

Little Alice's 9 lives

When I moved into an abandoned home I found a cat I dubbed Momma Cat who had given birth before I'd moved in. 4 kittens had passed 3 were nice and healthy but then there was this little kitten that looked just not right. The kittens were about 3 weeks old but this one looked newborn. She had no fur, her eyes werent open and she was barely moving. I was told she too would die. I refused to give in and named her Little Alice. For weeks I forced her to eat with a eye dropper that I would feed her water and kitten formula. She slowly began to grow. But sadly this was not the end of her troubles.

When she was three months old she was attacked by another cat and her nostrils and right eye were damaged. She recovered. But again her troubles were not over. When she was about six months she was attacked by a rottie and her upper left jaw was pierced. She once again recovered, but was different. I took her to the vets who said she suffered some mental retardation and she would be difficult to keep.

I did not care. She went home with me. She meowed the first time when she was six months and never got her teeth were the rottie bit her, her legs never grew long enough so shes a little short and her heads a little smaller then normal cats but shes never slowed down.

She is now 2 in a half and a happy kitty. She has a new human baby brother and her kitty friend that belongs to my brother in law to keep her company during the day.

She is my survivor being 3 lives short and my happy cuddle bug. Shes a bit antisocial with others but shes mommies best friend.

Amber Bolling
Laurel, MT

Our Diva

A year and a half ago my husband was at work and while out on a break with a coworker he found this little gray kitten hiding under our truck she was terrified skin and bones and starving. They fed her some wet food and by the time he got off of work she was still sitting under the truck. So he brought her home. We have an older cat who is used to being the center of our world so we were not sure how he would react to the kitten but to our surprize he nurtured her loves her and takes care of her. We named her Missting. She's definitely my husbands baby and loves anything of his, when we clean laundry she has to reinstall her scent on his clothes. As for us we've never been happier with our babies. We're a two kitty family now and that seems fine with them too

Jennifer Nein
Fort Worth, TX

Beautiful Zoey

My husband and I already had four rescue cats, so when this beautiful little calico showed up in our yard we did our best to ignore her. After a few days, it was obvious she was pregnant and starving ... she was even eating bird seed from our feeders. We immediately brought her into our home with the intention of letting her stay until the kittens were born and homes could be found for all. Even before the kittens were born, Zoey had found a place in our hearts and home with her sweet and loving disposition. Zoey shared the birth of her kittens with us and I suppose even then, we knew they would never leave. So, our family increased to nine furbabies and every day we are happy for all the love and entertainment they bring to our lives. We are so glad we opened our home to "just one more cat".

Sandy and Tom
N. Ft. Myers, FL
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