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I found my 5th cat on Petfinder.com at a local 'kill' shelter and decide I had to go get her to be housemates with my indoor cat Tawny (a buff tabby Manx) . When I got there she was so petite, scared and on her last day of life (if I had not adopted her) so I paid my $20 and home we went. I hadn't officially named her but was considering Tally, but on the way home my mom said I should name her 'Reprieve', since I had saved her life. But I decided I never wanted Tally to remember that part of her life so 'Reprieve' was out of the question. She is my little love bug and I wouldn't trade her for anything in the world. I have since added a black and white tuxedo cat to the mix, Tuffy. Tawny, Tally and Tuffy are the best of friends, but I think her very best friend is my rabbit, Hoppy, and she spends lots of time with him. They sleep together and play. I am not sure if Tally thinks she is a rabbit or Hoppy thinks he is a cat!!!
Love to all my animals - Molly, Saiah, Tawny, Tally, Tuffy and Hoppy (and to my 'Pudge', who I lost in October '09)
"Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened."
I had been wanting to get another dog for several years, but for whatever reason I didn't. That is until after my mother died. I felt so lonely, and my wanting a dog quickly turned into a need for companionship.
I went to the local shelter a few times looking for a new friend and I had just about given up on ever finding her. I walked past Osa's pen a few times thinking she was too big for me. When I was getting ready to leave the shelter she came over to the gate and shyly wagged her tail. She looked so sad and alone, just like I was. I asked her if she wanted to come home with me she perked up immediately wagging her tail more vigorously and smiling. That very moment she stole my heart.
That was over eight years ago, and she has been my best friend ever since. She is so sweet and loving. I cannot imagine why she was ever turned over to the shelter in the first place, but I am thankful she was, otherwise I would never have met her or been loved by her. She has helped me heal, just as I have helped her heal.
My husband and I have our own carpet cleaning business and we were at a farm in the country doing a job when I happened to look out the front room window and see some barn cats picking around the dogs dish.
I asked the lady about them and whether they were fed as well. They weren't. Just as I turned around a kitten came into view that only had three legs. It was missing the left front right at the shoulder. I was horrified and asked what happened to it and she wasn't even aware it was missing a limb. Obviously had crawled up in machinery to keep warm and had it's leg cut off.
They were wild but I told her if they would catch it I would take it and three weeks went by before they managed to catch him. We brought him home and kept him in a seperate room for the first while because he was so terrified. Eventually he began to trust me and I was able to let him out of the room but it was another two weeks before he would venture upstairs.
Now magnificent Mickey has the run of our home both inside and out and is the most sweet loveable cat anyone could hope for. He is one of 17 rescue cats all of which are spayed and neutered.
I'll never forget when I first saw Ashley. It had not been long since we moved into our apartment. I walked outside and she walked up to me and meowed. She was very skinny and about 8 weeks old. I picked her up and took her in. I did not know better at the time and fed her dog food. The next day we got her some cat food and then a litter box. The next week we got her her shots and had her spayed. Everyone who came into our home got to know Ashley. She took it upon herself to greet them and allow them the pleasure of holding her and petting her. Whenever we wanted her - all we had to do was call "here kitty kitty" and she would come running like our Daschund Oscar. They were the best of friends. Although she is not with us anymore we will never forget the sweetest and most beautiful cat in the world. We miss you Ashley.
Ham (left) and Eva (right) are from a litter of five kittens born to a feral calico in my parents' backyard. We had everyone spayed or neutered (including mom) and I adopted these two fuzzballs. They are the most affectionate pair of cats I've ever owned!
I literally picked Friendly up out of the street while away at college in 1999. We had seen her circling our apartment complex for about a month, but she wouldn't let anyone get near her. I guess she got hungry enough, because one day she just came right up to me. It was obvious that she had been mistreated while out on the streets, or maybe even before. It took a long time for her to move past her "issues" but I wouldn't trade her for the world. Friendly's sweet and sassy personality eventually developed when she realized that she was in a safe place. She has been a faithful and loving girl to me for over 10 years now. She's been with me through graduations, moves, breakups, ups and downs, and everything in between, and she will never have to worry about being abused or hungry ever again. Her face is so cute, and she works those pitiful "I'm starving" eyes to her advantage. While I am sad to see her fur turning more and more gray, I know that I have given her a great life and that she will be cared for until her last day. Strays are so grateful for your kindness and love. If you are looking for a pet, please consider adopting a stray--you won't believe how much they can add to your life.
This is Hunter,a standard Beagle.Hunter is actually my daughter's buddy,and since she is unemployed and cannot financially care for his needs,my husband and i have taken over.Hunter's story is quite sad.My family and i had to have our Golden Retriever put down.We were looking at dogs at the Polk County Animal Services,you know "just looking",when we were walking through the parking lot to go to our car,when there was a man,who had this poor,underweight Beagle on this rope.My daughter was looking at the dogs in the kennel when i approached the man.This poor Beagle,who's name was actually Hunter,came up to me to let me love on him.The look in his eyes said"please take me home with you".I asked the man why he was here at animal services.He had said his family couldn't care for him anymore,and he didn't have anyone else who would want him."Besides"the man said,he ain't much of a hunting dog anyways.So Hunter and this man went inside for a few minutes,and my daughter Nikki, came back outside with Hunter."Mom!" she yelled,"They want to put this nice little Beagle to sleep"I asked her why,and she said because of his age.He is a senior Beagle.We weren't quite sure of his age,but we are guessing he is over 7 years old.He is now happy.
Dammit was born on my patio, when a feral cat gave birth to her kittens in a rainstorm - unusual for Phoenix! Eventually, they climbed the slider screen door, my jeans, the ladder up to the loft bed ... By the time Mom had gone off to greener pastures (so to speak), the kittens had moved right in. All three of them! That was three years ago. Two - and their progeny - now live with my adult son, and Dammit is one of my two fuzzballs - both of whom demand (and receive!) attention frequently. I have been informed in no uncertain terms that glass food dishes, not plastic or metal, are expected - as is "real" food, not that dry stuff!. Oh, yes - and they prefer a real tree (4' log, with bark) to commercial scratching posts. They definitely know who rules this roost!
On a frigid Rocky Mountain December night, our puppies and their littermates were found abandoned with no sign of their mother or people. We took home a male and female, who we named Ember and Halligan. According to genetic testing they are German Shepherd, Alaskan Malamute and Newfoundland. We love them to bits.
Unfortunately, two of their littermates were not so lucky, and had to be euthanised because the shelter ran out of room. It broke our hearts, and we dream of the day that animal shelters are empty and homes are filled with loved, happy dogs.
I found Lola on Petfinder, the same place I found my first love, Charlotte. I saw her adorable picture and felt drawn to her, and just knew I had to go get her. I drove 45 minutes to the shelter and I was told this sweet girl was abandoned in the bathroom of a Discount Tire store. She was much larger than her picture but I knew that we would just make it work somehow! I stuck my hands through the gate and she stood up, licked my hands and gave it her all to let me know how much love she had to give. She was scared and confused but wanted so much to be loved by someone. Lola is a smart girl with a very big heart and I love her dearly. She makes our little pack complete!