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I found Jasper on a cold Minnesota day 18 years ago. It was 15 below zero and he was sick with an upper respiratory infection. I brought him home and once he got a clean bill of health from the vet and was neutered, he joined my two other rescued cats Cyndi and Kahlie. It took Jasper 5 months to realize he would have food on a consistent basis. He was forever grateful for a warm place to live, food to eat, and lots of love and never let me forget it. His purr was as loud as a motorboat and he touched the hearts of everyone who met him. Jasper was my constant companion through some really difficult health problems and gave me a reason to keep on fighting. The last seven years of his life, it was just the two of us and we formed a bond that I am not sure I will ever have again with another cat. I lost Jasper about a month ago at 18 years of age. Although I miss him more then I can say, he will always be in my memories and in my heart!
After moving to NC with our puggle, Rex, he became depressed and missed his buddies back home so we decided to adopt a friend for him. We searched petfinder and went to local shelters. At the third one we found a shy Pitt-Shepherd mix and knew he was the one. Now Max is not so small or shy, loves to play hide and seek, and lay on "his" bed with Rex.
I read a posting about a sweet dog that was pregnant and was abandoned in a rural area near Dallas. This particular area is a known dumping ground for dogs. The nice ladies that go out and feed these abandoned dogs told of how she tried to follow one of them and even put her paws around her leg as if to say "Please do not leave me". I could not shake this image out of my head, so I called them and told them to bring her to me. She came to stay with me and my husband on July 4th and we named her Sadie. On July 26th she blessed us with 9 puppies. She is a very good mother making sure each puppy gets to eat and is clean. I am going to cherish this next 6-8 weeks. Then we hope to adopt everyone out to good homes. I wish I could keep Sadie but I have 2 Rottweillers already and have committed to taking in a senior Rottweiller once I have placed Sadie and her puppies. If you would like to follow them over the next 6 weeks or are interested in adopting, please visit their Facebook page. It is under the name Sadie Puppies.
I adopted a Flame-point Himalyan cat in 1997 and named him Romeo because he is so loving. I discovered that he is actually a dog in a cat's body. He follows me around like a dog and loves to play fetch. You can't crumple up a piece of paper in my house without Romeo appearing. He chases the paper, bats it around like a soccer player, and actually brings it back and drops it near me. Unfortunately, he sometimes decides he wants to play in the wee hours of the morning and will wander through the entire house with a paper ball in his mouth, meowing loudly for someone to wake up and play with him. He also purrs so loudly he can be heard across a room. Sometimes he purrs so loudly he squeeks! Now that he is 15 years old and has beeen diagnosed with kidney disease, I'm afraid I'm going to have to let him go peacefully before he suffers. I will miss him terribly and will always hear that loud meowing and constant purring in my heart. I had no idea I was a cat person, but Romeo taught me a lot about love.
Tinkerbell was a 1.5 yr old female tabby when I adopted her from the Montreal SPCA. Her previous owners decided "they couldn't be bothered with her anymore". I could'nt believe how anyone could do that! She has very expressive eyes and has 5 toes on each of her front paws. As soon as I saw her sparkling green eyes I fell in love with her instantly. Today Tinkerbell is 7 yrs old and she's truly healthy, happy and bouncy. She has changed my life so much I adore her so much and I know she loves me just as much . She feels safe and knows I will always be there for her. She loves to lie in the sun, sit on my hands while I use my laptop, play with her toys and gives lots of kisses :) My life has truly changed because of her xox.
One of my mom's coworkers found a "yellow lab puppy" wandering in her neighborhood two years ago, so we decided to take her into our home since we have had labs all our lives. After realizing she was definitely NOT a lab, we ordered a DNA test to see what breeds were in her. The results included Siberian Husky, Australian Shepard, Newfoundland, Cocker Spaniel, and many more. Even though Mandy was not what we expected and has her many quirks, she could never be more perfect for us and we love her more than anything! She is everything we could ask for in a dog and more.
There is something about a pet that brings so much life, love and laughter to a household. I've always had a cat; can't imagine ever being without one. After our 8 yr old cat passed away, our house just wasn't the same, and my husband declared we wouldn't get another one, ever. I had to respect his decision; but didn't agree. Without my knowing, my husband (who is allergic to cats, by the way) adopted this beautiful 2 yr old cat from a local animal shelter while I was at work one day. What a wonderful surprise! This beautiful cat was very timid and scared at first (we often wonder if she was abused). It took about a month for her to relax a bit and trust us. Now after 7 months in our home, she has settled in and brings so much enjoyment to all of us (even my husband). We love her dearly!
About 10 months after we lost our rescued beagle/basset-mix Dylan to cancer, we decided it was time to adopt again. My husband saw Zippy's photo on the National Greyhound Adoption Program's website and fell in love. Before coming to live at NGAP's Philadelphia kennel, Zippy had been a successful racer at a track in Tampa. As soon as we met our sweet, gentle girl, we knew she was meant for us. Now Zippy only runs when she wants to run!
Leroy was a mean, lean 19.5 lb fighting feral that unxpectedly slipped into my heart in 2003 when I moved into a neighborhood overrun with feral cats. When he tested positive for FIV, I reluctantly brought him indoors to live - against the advice of my vet. Now seven years later, he is remarkably healthy, playful, answers the doorbell, and has grown into a gooey creampuff who shares my pillow at night and purrs me to sleep. His age is estimated at 15+ years -- and I know that love is what keeps his huge heart going, as he finally receives the love and care he's always deserved. However, I am truly the lucky one - he reminds me to appreciate each and every day!
This gorgeous boy was born to a feral mother under my deck in September 2004. She would leave him alone all day so I fed him. When he finally let me pick him up after 3 months, we went to the vet for vaccinations and neutering. He has never spent another day outside. He is one of the best cats I've ever had - loving, healthy, extremely good with my other three cats. He fetches a soft rubber ball as good as any dog. I'm so glad his mother left him to me.