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This is my cat Lokey. She fell out of the back of a truck on the freeway. A friend saw this, stopped, and was able to catch her. The friend called and asked if I could take her. Lokey's condition was poor at best. Although the fall from the truck did no damage, she obviously had been severely neglected or was a stray. She had worms, she was covered from head to toe with fleas, and extremely mal-nourished. Now she is happy, healthy, and a welcome addition to my home. My life would not be the same without her.
My husband and I were at a dept store and my husband wandered off to the garden center. The next thing he new there was this 2 month old kitten following him and meowing at him. He kept looking around and watching this kitten follow him. Then the kitten actually put his front paws up on my husbands leg and meowed at him so pitifully, my husband felt he just had to pick him up. It just so happens, it was midnight so that’s what he named him and brought him home to stay. We just happened to have our Rottweiler in the truck and since I wasn’t done shopping, he took the kitten out to meet her. Then he came back in the store and said they were getting acquainted. By the time we were finished and got back out to the truck, that poor kitten was soaking wet from head to toe and our precious Dosha (our baby girl we called her, whom we had also rescued) was looking like a proud mama. They became the best of friends and remained so until we lost our baby girl (Dosha) last year. Now, he (Midnight) rules the roost and my husband dotes on him to no end.
I decided I wanted a puppy. After going so many places, I went to my last resort, the county shelter. Every puppy there was cute! After looking at them and wanting every one of them, I stopped at a cage with 2 puppies in it. They looked like puffballs! The cage said Lab/Chow mix. One of them walked up to the front of the cage and promptly bit my finger! I noticed that they were both females.
Since I didn't want a female, I ended up leaving empty handed. The next day, after looking in a few more places, I decided I wanted to go back to the county shelter and look again. When I got there, all the cages were empty!! I thought about that feisty little pup who nipped me the day before and wished I would've taken her. Just as I turned to go, a woman came walking in with a puppy in her arms. She came up to the counter and said she adopted it yesterday and that she didn't want it because her son didn't like the color! I looked and it was the puppy who bit me!!! I walked over to the counter and said, I want her! I took her straight from the lady's arms. When I got her home, I found out that the dark spot on her head was a huge patch of fleas, and that after a bath, she was actually blond! When I called the shelter to speak to the vet about Dakota having constant diarrhea, she told me (without examining Dakota), to bring her back in and they would put her down and give me another puppy!! I kept Dakota, took her to a vet, and now she is happy, healthy, and spoiled!
I was at the Broward County Animal Care & Regulation shelter looking for a male kitten to add to my furry troop. Unexpectedly, I saw a very injured adult female that only wanted to be scratched through the cage, despite her horrific injuries. I knew immediately that this was to be my new cat. Cinder had four puncture wounds in her hind quarters and we never knew what they were from - human abuse or a really big dog that bit her. I took her to my vet and somehow, Cinder made a full recovery with no long term damage. The only evidence of this girl's terrible history are a couple of scar tissue markings on her coat. Cinder has turned out to be the sweetest, most playful, most interesting addition to our family. Her personality is out of this world and I'm thankful for her every day.
12 years ago my family and I took in a 1 year old cat we named Pumpkin from the Humane Soceity. She now has her appointment to be put down next week. She has been a wonderful addition to my family for 12 years and I'm heartbroken right now that she's leaving us but we have to celebrate the life she has lived. She was an amazing cat that will always be in my heart. Love you baby.
My family decided it was time for a new dog in June of '06. We searched the Colorado Humane Society and found a dog we wanted but due to some pretty shady business practices, the shelter refused to let us see her, let alone adopt her. We were lied to about her condition while she was hospitalized and they stopped returning our calls.
This experience really turned us off from trying to adopt from them and we instead searched PetFinder.com. Within a few minutes, we'd found the profile of a little Italian Greyhound that was rescued from abuse as a tiny pup (only a few months old). We called and set up a meet-and-greet that day. Within a week, she came home with us from her foster home.
Kamea has been the most wonderful, spirited (and occasionally sneaky) addition to our family and I can't imagine not having her. All those things people say about adopted animals truly appreciating a second chance are all true. It took her a while to learn to trust, but there isn't a better feeling than being able to rehabilitate a pet from hard times; they become all the better once they heal.
It was a cold, dark night on the back roads of Ohio when this baby boy, his brother, and three adult females left the puppy mill behind forever. CRASH! -- the van in which they were traveling collided with a deer! The van was totaled, but all inside were only shaken and bruised. Not the best introduction to freedom, but Bambi (so named by Col. Potter Cairn Rescue in memory of the encounter) took all this in stride and greeted every new person he met with kisses and a wagging tail.
Two weeks later I made the five hour drive to Ohio to adopt him and it was love a first sight! His foster mom was very sad to see him go. On the ride to his forever home he told me that his name was really Connor, so Bambi became his middle name.
Connor has such a joy for life, and he has healed my heart that was broken when my furboy, Murdoch, died of cancer two years ago. I am so lucky to have this little sweetheart.
On moving day, my family and I were warmly welcomed to the new neighbourhood by a handsome but skinny orange and white kitty. Within a few days, it became apparent that he was homeless and his strong intention was to move in with us! Meowing at our daughter's bedroom window every night until we agreed to adopt him, we soon gave in and then had no idea how we had ever lived without him - I think the rescue was quite mutual. He is the cuddliest cat ever!
My husband and I were spending the Christmas holidays at a log cabin. It was the middle of winter in a freezing ice storm. Upon leaving a restaurant this little kitten jumped in the car when my husband opened his door. She was sickly thin, soaking wet and starving. We brought her back to the cabin to give her food and warm her up in front of the fireplace. After one night with her we couldn't let her go. We felt like she had chosen us. She road the entire way home (all 4 hours) on my husbands lap looking out the window. Now 4 years later Toni and all 17 pounds of her, has become the love of our lives. It seems that Christmas has become her favorite time of year.
BENITO MOUSE-O-LINI (WITH HIS SISTER MEGGIE) WERE FROM A LITTER THAT A ABANDONED MOTHER CAT HAD IN THE GARAGE BEHIND WHERE I WORKED. AFTER A CHECKUP (AND HERNIA SURGERY), HE JOINED THE REST OF HIS FAMILY AND CAME HOME TO LIVE WITH ME. HE HAS BEEN MY LOVING COMPANION FOR ALMOST 16 YEARS NOW. HE WAS RECENTLY DIAGNOSED WITH TERMINAL CANCER, BUT WILL SPEND WHATEVER TIME HE HAS LEFT GETTING LOVE AND THE BEST CARE POSSIBLE.