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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.
About 14 years ago my grandmother had recently passed away and I had lost one of my rescue kitties. I was driving to Thomaston GA and talking to my deceased grandmother asking her to give me a sign if she could hear me, she had raised me since birth. As I got out of the car at my aunts and uncles a little 5 week old kitten with a hole in his ear came running out to me. This little one climb my leg and up to my neck put his paws around me and started purring. My grandmother knew I loved cats. Saint Nick (Nicky) has been with me ever since. I love him so much and my other two rescues. He usually sleeps on top of me every night. People who do not know the love of any animal have never experienced truly unconditional love. I will rescue all animals as long as there is a breath in my body.
This sweet boy started life in a puppy mill, then a pet store, then spent time in three different homes that didn't work out -- all before he was 6 months old! The last of those three homes realized that this gentle boy needed someone that loved and understood terriers, so he was given to me. It was love at first sight for both of us. Fergus has been with me six years now, and has grown from a sweet little wildman into the benevolent alpha of my terrier pack in his forever home.
Blossom wandered our neighborhood with a Border Collie, begging door-to-door for food, medical attention or just a kind gesture. She stalked my husband until we invited her to live with us forever. She is the Diva who rules our home of 8 rescued cats, most of whom were feral, all from our neighborhood. Although she is now a senior citizen, she still looks like a beautiful little kitten to us. We are one big happy family and Blossom is our matriarch. We all love her beyone measure.
Beni came into our lives unexpectedly when my daughter's friend rescued him from Animal Control without parental permission. We already had 3 cats but at first, we tried to find him a home. His previous owners left notes that he was the "most horrible cat in the world." Well, we discovered he was the most wonderful cat in the world! We named him "Benito Mussolini" because we thought it was funny he was so "horrible" and his tag says, "I'm Benito Mussolini and I'm going to take over the world!" Beni now has a new girlfriend named "Hope" that we recently adopted from Petsmart, she was there for 8 months and actually picked me!
I was on my way home from Memphis when I saw a tiny yellow kitten trying to cross the interstate. Horrified, I pulled over. Afraid not to scare this little creature, I quickly walked towards this baby, all the while saying Kitty, Kitty. When I reached the ravine, a blast from a semi scared the little guy (thankfully) away from the interstate. I climbed over the railing, when heartbreakingly, I saw that the kitten was blind. The thoughts that ran through my mind were of what kind of life this little guy had been through already, but having no time, and seeing that he followed my voice, I scooped him up in my arms and took him to my car. Other than being blind, he seemed to have no injuries. My friend and I took him to her vet, where he was given a clean bill of health. I took him home to my anxiously awaiting boyfriend who had prepared a safe place for him. Our combined family already has three rescue cats plus one with papers better than my own : ) We also have a dog named Charlie, who is a sweet as they come. Immediately upon introducing the new kitty to the crew, my boyfriend determined that his name would be Blind Lemon (after the famous blues singer). The first night Charlie determined that Blind Lemon's safety from the big cats would be his ultimate responsibility, and from the first night on, they have been inseparable. Blind Lemon came into an already full animal family, but has made it more full than we could have ever imagined. We think he is magical, and, thankfully, the other cats are adjusting too. I think they can sense Lemon is just a little more special..
"Foxy" the shepherd mix, came into my life one morning while on my walk after almost being run over by the car she was chasing on the main road... she followed me home and the rest is history. "Petisa" the terrier mix, curled up at our garage door entrance one morning two days before my husband was about to join me in San Diego, CA on our annual pilgrimage back home... needless to say, Foxy was not too happy about her sudden arrival so, fed by the pet sitter while we were gone, she hung out by our front door for a whole week until I arrived and she's been with us for almost two years now. "Lassie", the black collie mix was being fostered by another family whose two other female dogs just didn't accept her "herding" ways, so she joined our pack about four months ago and with patience and a lot of TLC she's been accepted as a member of the canine pack and more importantly, by "Tango" the kitty, who came all the way over here with us from San Diego. He rules!
The stray animal situation here is deplorable. The lack of education re: the advantages of spaying/neutering, cultural and archaic beliefs, lack of animal cruelty laws and shelters as we know them back home plus just plain cruelty and disregard for the lives and welfare of animals, make for a very difficult reality to live in. Our rescuing these three girls from this is our small contribution - to give them a life they never dreamed of and make a lifetime commitment to them and their welfare. But the very best part of this story is that they rescued ME and have made my life here much better by having them to care for!
I was going through a very difficult time in my life when I adopted a skinny black lab mix pup, I named this quiet little guy Ben. When he came to his new home I put him on the grass. He picked up each foot, slowly taking a step, he began to trot and then he ran and ran looking at me with sheer happiness. Ben made me smile and that day we rescued each other. Please consider adopting a black dog he just might save you too.