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I heard about Cookie from Corgi Rescue, and since she was at a local shelter, I went to see her. She was such a tiny thing and looked even smaller in the large cage they had her in. Her age was listed as 15. That was in November of 2005. I think she was younger than 15. Today, however, she is still with me. She is blind and deaf, has diabetes and arthritis, but she is still there when the food is cooking. I think I love her for all her problems. She has, also, fit in quite well with my young, male Corgi, Scyter. She can no longer walk with Scyter and I, but I put her in a back pack designed for carrying small dogs, and she loves it! She hates being left behind. I call her my tough little Cookie.
I first saw Miss Kitty at Luv-A-Pet in PetSmart, a beautiful, long-haired grey kitty. I reached in to pet her and she turned and gave me a little nip. But I was not deterred. I was leaving town for a few days, but told my friend if she was still there when I returned, I was going to get her anyway. Sure enough, she was still there, grouchy at the thought that someone of her beauty had been left in a cage for so long. I took her home that day, and now 5 years later, you can find this little beauty perched on my coffee table, patiently waiting for her snacks. Miss Kitty has brought me so much joy and I have never regretted that little nip on the day we met.
I stumbled across Kohlson's story on a local no kill shelter's website not by accident, but by fate. He was found only weeks old trying to cross a busy street, what the rescuer soon discovered was that he was blind, so it was next to impossible for him to hop up onto the curb. They took him to a shelter where volunteers gave him eye drops and constant doctor care but his vision was not salvageable. I knew just from the website I had to have him, what sealed the deal was my first visit. I held him, played and instantly fell in love with everything that he was. I visited numerous times because he was not old enough yet to be neutered and could not come home with me until then. Finally I got to bring him home, I got to watch him learn the new layout of my apartment in a hunched over army like crawl keeping low to the ground at all times and running into the occasional furniture object or wall that just seemed to pop out of nowhere! I slept with him on the floor for the first week of our new life, because my bed was just too high and scary for my blind little Kohlsie. I was hesitant to force him into anything so everything he does he did in his own time. Now we sleep in the big bed and he knows just exactly how to get up, and where to stand when he jumps. He, also, now knows just how long he can run down the hall until he needs to slow down for anticipation of the kitchen table, when to turn corners and how little he has to beg to get his way. What can I say, he's my angel!
Bronwen never made it to a shelter. She and her siblings were found outside my office. "Bron" was a fiesty little calico who hid behind a file cabinet the minute she was inside and spit at everyone until I came in the room. Then she was out and crawling up my pant leg. My boss said "You can't turn down an offer like that" and I couldn't. We've been together 8 years now and seen each other through many great adventures.
While driving down a busy street one morning, I slowed down to let a kitty cross the street. To my horror, the car coming the other direction SPED UP and deliberately hit him! I saw him bounce under the car and run into a driveway so I went after him. I was able to catch him. He was pretty bloody and limp and I didn't think that he would survive but I took him to the nearest Vet (luckily the Vet is also a friend!). Now I have the BEST cat that I have ever had in my life!
I found Tabby 11 years ago. A scared little kitten hiding under my patio chair to get out of the rain. I brought her inside and Thunder (my male cat) made her feel right at home. They have been best friends ever since.
The story begins about a year ago. A woman didn't want the kittens her cat had so she gave them to my sister (with the exception of one). We fostered them until we could find them a home.
I kept the black kitten (named Sauron) since I had fallen in love with him.
Sauron has two older sisters at home that don't like to play so I thought he needed a younger kitty to keep him company.
At around this time, a neighbor caught a feral kitten and informed my sister and I. We went to see the kitten and as it turns out, it was Sauron's biological sister - the one the woman kept (but decided to dump anyway).
I took the kitten home in the hopes that Sauron and her would remember each other and become buddies.
They weren't buddies right away but now they are constantly keeping each other entertained. You will not find one without the other. They keep me laughing all day long.
The beautiful Juju, although still a bit feral, is now adjusting to being an indoor kitty. She loves to "talk" to me and loves to snuggle on mommy's lap. She is my naughty angel.
They will be turning 1 soon and we will be celebrating. I feel so blessed to have them in my life.
I was out doing some last minute Christmas shopping in 2008 and for some reason I had this strong feeling to go look at the dogs up for adoption at Petsmart. As soon as I walked in, there was Ginger, looking at me with those big brown eyes. I adopted her right then and there. She has become a very big part of our family and she has her daddy wrapped around her paws.
Cosmo has brought so much joy to our family and to everyone he meets. We couldn't have asked for a more gentle, loving dog that fits so perfectly with our family. We adopted him from the SPCA nearly 2 and a half years ago.
Cosmo came to the shelter here in CT after a long journey from a wonderful vet in GA. Before he was ready for that long trek, he had lots of healing to do. His nose was fractured badly and his right eye was swollen shut with infection from an attack by another dog. He also had heartworm disease, underwent surgery for neutering, and developed a respiratory infection.
After a short time Cosmo fit into our lives beautifully. He learned basic commands and leash training well. There were just a few things he struggled with. It took him a few days to feel comfortable navigating the stairs in our house. He had no clue what 'fetch' was, but now owns many stuffed animals to choose from. He gave us blank stares when first offered rawhides and chews, but made short work of them soon enough!
I didn't take long to realize Cosmo's friendly, gentle nature would be perfect for pet therapy. We have been visiting our local hospital since last spring and typically visit about twice a month.
Eventually I'd love to get us into a reading to kids program. I never cease to marvel at the healing power of pets. I've witnessed it many times in the bright spark that comes into the eyes of a patient in pain, an exhausted nurse visibly revived, a shy child speaking comfortably. All just by petting one little dog.
My daughter rescued Juno from the local animal shelter. She discovered she had heartworms and only weighed 20 something pounds. She would just lay around but was always so sweet. After many expensive shots, Juno is now 42 pounds and heartworm free. She has so much energy and loves to play in the snow. I don't know what we did before we had her. We have just fell in love with her.