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Cheynee and Bastet

After moving away from my parents, I was looking to get myself a cat (or two). I was going to try and get a pair of older cats, but instead ended up looking at kittens.

There was one house I went to that infuriated me. Five four-week old kittens were living under a sheet of iron at the mercy of two great big labradors - apparently one kitten had already been lost to their "playing". The mother was a beautiful calico, however she wasn't allowed inside as the mans wife hated cats - and it was "too expensive" to have her spayed so she'd stop having litters! However, I couldn't stop myself from falling in love with two of the kittens - a boisterous calico and a timid black and white boy. The day came to pick them up (at five weeks old, I couldn't convince the man to keep them any longer) and we nearly lost the black and white boy to the labradors. We quickly put the pair into the carrier (I cried, thinking of those poor kittens being snatched away from their mother), where they became Cheynee the Princess and Bastet the Black and White Boofhead.

They haven't suffered much for leaving their mother so early, Cheynee loves watching a football game and Bastet thinks feet are a great delicacy - and both are desexed for their own good. The other kittens found good homes too, and I'm so glad I rescued my babies - I just wish I could have convinced the man to have their mother fixed for her own good!

Kerryn
Brisbane, Australia

A Happy Ex-Camper

My rescue Holly had a tough start in life. Someone abandoned her at a campground in rural southern Missouri, with no shelter and nothing to eat. There were dogs in the area that were known to kill cats, so she didn't stand much of a chance of survival. A friend of mine who camped there became concerned about her, so he enticed her into a cage and brought her home for me to adopt. She was young, but emaciated and plagued by parasites. Our first stop was the vet, who treated her for a rare case of lungworm -- a parasite outdoor cats pick up when they're forced to eat slugs and snails to survive.

Now, Holly is a sweet, loving and healthy indoor pet, well loved and cared for. She shares my apartment with my other two cats, and seems perfectly happy not to be "living off the land" anymore. She's a great example of the wonderful pets that rescues make.

Julie J.
Saint Louis, MO

Nikki, The Kitty that Chose Us

Growing up we always had cats. When I was around age 11 we had two males, Marty and Doc, that ruled the neighborhood. They didn't let other cats come near our house. One day we had the front door open and the most beautiful little tortoiseshell kitty I had ever seen walked into our house like she owned the place. The boys weren't perfect, but they didn't chase her off. She only came to kitty at first, but I found she would respond to Nikki since it was close. After looking for an owner we came to the conclusion that she was most likely dropped off. We tried to foster her, but she ended up becoming my Christmas present that year. Nikki was the reason that I began a long, ongoing relationship with our local humane society that turned into 15+ years of volunteer work.

Throughout our lives, Nikki was my family's little girl. She held the feisty attitude many torties do, often telling us who was boss. Whoever I or my brother was dating often held her affection, but also had to deal with her being our jealous little kitty. Nikki helped us through my parents' divorce and many tragic deaths. She was a true blessing to not just me, but to my family. As she aged health issues came along. We had to have her thyroid removed, treat her kidneys, etc. Sadly, a few weeks ago my little kitty stopped eating and behaving the same. After performing x-rays on her chest a mass was found. We decided the most humane thing to do was to put her to rest. One day we will meet at the rainbow bridge, share some loves, and we can thank her for everything. R.I.P. Nikki Kitty. We love you.

Amanda Anderson
Pocatello, ID

Tigre

I found him on the street ( literally). I almost rolled over him. When I saw a tiny little thing trying to cross the street I stopped my car to see what was that, and there was a frightened little kitten. I took him with me and brought him to my home. I named him Tigre (in Spanish) because he looks like one. At first he was shy and use to hide so much but gradually he began to trust us and started playing with my dog, my cat and my daughter. I brought him to the vet and they told me he has FIV, but I didn't care and of course I was my cat already and I kept him. 4 months have passed since the day I found him and now he is a healthy and playful cat,that enjoys playing with the dog and with my baby girl. I am so glad he found his forever home along with my other 2 pets.

Cristina
Pawtucket, RI

She waited for us

On a Saturday in 2011, my girls and I walked into PetsMart to purchase dog food for our chihuahua, Brutus (black/white). A local rescue was there doing an adoption event. I noticed a lot of bigger dogs full of life and of course gave a pet or two to each one! Then I saw a head pop up from under the cover of the blanket on the table. Flicker, a small, thin, and frail tan colored pup (chihuahua mix) looked up at me with sad eyes. As I picked her up, she melted in my arms. We weren't in the market for another dog, so I told the company that if she didn't find a home that day, she was meant to be ours and we would adopt her the next day.

That was a very long night for our family. I frowned at the thought of her being in a shelter another night, frightened and scared. I knew I should have just taken her home that day. Sunday couldn't come fast enough. As we walked into PetsMart, she saw us first and she must have known we were there for her. She started wagging her tail and was so excited!

Upon learning her history, we found out she was a parvo puppy and only 1 of 2 who survived from an entire litter of 5. She weighted only 5.5 pounds and every ounce of energy she put out made her tire quickly. We took her home where our other pup, Brutus, welcomed her with a ton of love and attention!

Today, Flicker has doubled her weight to all of 11 pounds, is so strong and active, and such a smart and outgoing pup who loves everyone! Looking at her now, one would never believe her background. We wouldn't trade her for anything and cannot imagine life without her! She is definitely the attention-craver type and can be so sneaky, but we love her spunk! She continues to amaze me and I love every minute with both of my dogs! I'm so glad she waited for us.

Robyn McCrary
Millstadt, IL

Starting a new life with Max

Max came to us after a neighbor saw him under a utility trailer next door to our new house. He was covered in ticks and fleas and the Vet said he might not have lasted another night or two. The Vet cleaned him up and treated him. We figure he was about 8 weeks old. The Vet was not able to keep him overnight and asked us if we would keep him until they could find a home for him. We already had a rescued Chow-Shepard mix and did not really want another dog but agreed to take him in until a home could be found. A few days later we had not heard from the Vet and I told my wife to send me an email at work with his picture. I told her I would see if someone wanted him. That is when she told me no and it was at that moment I knew he was ours. Over the years he has had issues with mild seizures and with the Vet's help, they were controlled and stopped. This past Friday 12 Sep 2014, he passed away. An MRI showed tumor on his spine that bled into his brain. He was in for treatment and did not make it. He provided 11+ years of love to us and us to him. He will be missed!

Dale Ellis
Spencer, OK

Magical Murdock

Murdock was brought to the Sonoma Humane Society as a stray when he was only a few weeks old. He had a chronic infection in both eyes that had caused them to rupture. I took him home with me to take care of him, and he never left.

I didn't plan on keeping him while I was fostering him, but we went through so much and were very attached to each other by the time he was finally fully recovered. He was really sick for a long time, and almost didn't survive his first surgery. He had to have a blood transfusion, and was hospitalized in an oxygen chamber.

Even while going through his trials, Magical Murdock has grown into a very loving and happy cat. His positive attitude and sweet disposition steal the hearts of many. He continues to thrive and doesn't let his disability slow him down. He's a true inspiration, not to mention the most amazing cat I've ever known!

Anna Hill-Hessler
Santa Rosa, CA

Boy, a cat, a friend, and a savior.

On a hot August evening, I received a late birthday gift that I’ll remember forever. A neighborhood stray decided that our porch was the best place for her to deliver four fuzzy kittens. But one of her kittens just wasn’t normal. While the rest were black and white, one was gigantic and orange. I remember mom calling for me to get a pair of gloves so she could help a mother stray deliver this big pumpkin of a kitten. This kitten became my best friend. We weren’t supposed to keep any of the kittens, but we were already attached. That orange kitten was stuck to me and I was stuck to him. I called him Baby Boy and he was everything.

I dressed him up, drove him in strollers, and loved him. We took him with us when we moved, but I was a teenager by then. Like many teenagers I went through many phases. For a while I would yell at Boy to leave me alone when I was angry or depressed. I had a lot of problems growing up as far as accepting who I am. But I wish I wouldn’t have taken his love for granted.

This year…the same month he was born, he had to be put down. I watched him die just like I watched him be born. It tore me apart. We lost Boy to Feline Leukemia. If only we knew when he was younger that he had it. I pray that everyone gets their babies tested and vaccinated for this painful condition; it can ruin your cat’s life as well as your own.

Dear Boy, You were my big brother, my best friend, and the best cat I could have ever asked for. We miss you and I wish I could have been a better little sister and knew what was wrong. Thank you for being there when no one else would and letting me soak your beautiful corn gold hair with my tears.

Anonymous
Copperas Cove, TX

Woggie Doggie

I got my Basset Hound/Lab on Craig's list and he was mine from the start. My boyfriend was a little jealous of me and my dog and wanted his own. I was working for the State at the time and was on the Employee Web Site when I saw "Molly". She's a British black Lab and according to the story was abandoned by her family when they moved and had been severely abused by their children. It was December and -10 outside, they had left her tied up without food or water. The daughter of the woman who wrote her story had rescued her and brought her into her home. Unfortunately she already had three dogs and small children and at that point Molly was afraid of everything, the car, people, plastic Wal Mart bags, dishes clanging, EVERYTHING! My heart melted for this "thrown away girl" and I made the call. It took two of them to get her into the car to bring her to my house. She came in head down tail between her legs and very scared. She never left...:) Slowly she stopped being afraid and my Basset showed her the ropes and helped her come out of her shell! She is the sweetest girl! We've had her three years now, she loves everything!! She's the first one in the car now, sleeps everywhere and even discovered that her tail can wag! The only thing she's afraid of now is the vacuum! My dad already had a dog named Molly so I started calling her Woggie Doggie! She's very kind and loving! We're so blessed she came into our lives!

Laura Kifer
Jefferson City, MT

Blue Rescue

January of 2013 was a horrible month for my boyfriend and I. In the second week I had to make the decision to let my beautiful 12 year old Russian Blue cross the Rainbow Bridge. Only two weeks later my honey's Blue Heeler developed a torsion and also had to leave us. Rough month right ? Then a friend spotted a Blue Heeler, free to a good home on Craigslist. We went and met the people, who had just bought several dogs and didn't want to keep the Heeler. He was shaking, skittish and seemed to need us, so home came. "Bluedog" He had a lot of issues at first, frightened of men, thunder, fireworks, trains...you name it. Snapped at a couple of guests as well...having little people around frequently we weren't sure we could handle it, but persevered. It was so worth it ! Today "Blue" snuggles with his small fry friends,and my Siamese, loves company,(especially dinner guests, preferably those that drop food.) He still hides from thunder and fireworks.but has become a happy loveable boy !

Lesli
Vero Beach, FL
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