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Hi everyone ..Meet my cute little furball Tabby.. She was a stray cat and I had the opportunity to give her a home. it was June 29, 2007, friday.. when I met her for the first time. She was a tiny little kitten. The moment I saw her, she won my heart. I am an animal lover and I love dogs but I guess cats are my specialty now:-). She was very hungry..my guess.. she hadnt eaten in days that led her to beg for food. I fed her over the weekend. She stayed in a bush near my apartment complex. I spent hours together sitting outside on the grass with her on my lap. On Monday evening, July 2, I took her to the vet and after getting her vaccinated and all checked out I brought her home. She is a very calm cat and she waits for me at the door every day since, when I come back from work.
She is 3 yrs old now and at the moment laying on her back with all 4 paws up... She is a maine coon mix ...a gentle giant..
She was my first true rescue and my first stepping stone laid for the next rescue.. that was waiting to happen in July 2009.
This is Todd! He's our buddy that we found on PetFinder. He's a perfect fit for our family and loves everyone! We could not have asked for a better friend. We were concerned about adopting a 6 year old dog, but now, we have no regrets!! PLEASE check out your local rescue agencies! There are so many loving pets out there that are greatful just to have a loving home!! They appreciate every little thing you do for them!
We had just lost our youngest cat Phred, who our male cat Snowball had raised from kittenhood. She was HIS baby and he let her get away with anything she wanted. Between the stress of moving from New Mexico to South Carolina and mourning Phred, he went into a decline. We couldn't get him to eat and he had no interest in play or the other cats. We were at wits end and were afraid that we were going to lose him on top of losing Phred.
We went into a Pet Smart to get some catnip to try and stimulate his appetite and a local rescue was holding an adoption event. They had two batches of seventeen kittens dumped on them and had finally gotten them all to the age they could be spayed/neutered and adopted. Most were already gone by the time we got there, but there was one white kitten with a gray splotch on his head that was a dead ringer for Snow! Needless to say, he and an playmate (Two kittens are always better than one!) were adopted and headed home. I hoped that having new babies would turn Snow around.
The first one he saw was Scrappy and my heart dropped when he hissed at him (he was a very laid back cat and usually took everything in stride). Then he got a look at Maxi and that was all it took. He immediately went over to his little "Mini-Me", pulled him to his chest and proceeded to clean him from stem to stern. He got his energy and appetite back immediately and was gloriously happy having a baby to fuss over again. We firmly believe that Maxi rescued Snowball and because of him we had many more years of Snow lovin'.
I started out just wanting a couple Cockatiels as pets. It turned into a rescue mission for those that were living in some absolutely terrible conditions. My latest rescue is of these babies. A friend and co-worker told me of a Garage sale across the street from her while she was at lunch. She noticed a cage that was sittting in the direct sunlight on the driveway of the home. She thought that she had seen a bird in there and with the temperature being in the 90's told me about it. I immediately had to check into this and see for myself. When I got there the cage was inexcusably filthy and they were panting from the heat. It turned out to be 2 young cocks and they were both scratching like crazy. One had plucked the feathers from the front of his neck. I went directly to the bank and bought them and brought them back to work. They stayed in the warehouse where I work until quitting time and went home with me that night. They are both on Ornicycline and Vita-flight to get them healty and got a bath to get rid of the mites/lice. Pets are a lifetime responsibility. If you cannot commit yourself to their complete care and sanitary conditions you should not get one. Therse babies have become part of my family now.
I found Millie one hot July morning on the side of a busy state highway near my home in Michigan. She was only about 5 weeks old, had a broken front leg and Bot Fly infestations around her neck. Someone had thrown her out like trash. She was one sorry sight!
I and my daughter were already pet parents to 3 other housecats, but I felt the need to rescue her, so home with me she went! We took her to the vet and got every thing taken care of and she healed up very well.
She is now 6 yrs old and such a wonderful addition to our family that we just can't imagine life without her!
Our rescue cat, Koda, is on the right a few months after we got him. The cat on the left is Gizmo who, very sadly, we recently lost unexpectedly. Since this picture was taken Koda, who I found as a stray at the local college where I work, has grown to almost as big as Gizmo was. He has been a wonderful addition to our household and I don't know what we would do without him!
Sasha is a three-year-old Tuxedo who was rescued from a shelter two years ago by my daughter. Sasha was supposed to keep her other cat company. Sophie, however, was not happy with a sibling and tortured her for the two years she lived at my daughter's house.
When our old cat, Maxine, died of old age, we were asked whether we might consider adopting Sasha. We figured we'd try it out. This was nine months ago and Sasha has become a very-much loved member of our household.
She is a big girl (16 pounds!), very affectionate, and acts as my alarm clock when she comes up in the bed mewing and licking my face each morning.
She purrs as she eats and loves to groom and be groomed. I am so happy that we gave her a new home and can't imagine a time when she wasn't with us.
Why won't anyone save me? Fear I would grow into these ears?
One of a thousand black puppies dropped at the local pound. One of a thousand black puppies looking for a home and a treat now and then. One of a thousand black puppies who won't find a home, a meal, a bed, a warm place in the winter and place in front of the fan in the summer.
Who is the lucky one? The forlorn little black puppy who finds a home or the person who brings him home?
If you are in doubt, I can give you an answer.
I arrived to work one morning and out of the corner of my eye saw something huddled against the side of the building. A little Chihuahua that had been hit by a car. I've seen this dog running around the streets for quite some time before, and had to slam on my brakes once myself, after he ran out in front of me one day. I tried to rescue him then, but he wouldn't come to me. This time, he wasn't so lucky.
Two compound broken legs and a fractured pelvis. How he ever made it up to our building with those injuries remains a mystery! The vet's alternative was to put him to sleep, but I could not allow that if he had a chance at a healthy, pain free life. The doctor was so nice to discount us 70% since we were rescuing him! 4 Pins in one leg, 2 in the other and 3 weeks at the vet making daily visits. I've never had a dog before and already have 2 birds and 3 older kitties. I had no idea how all this was going to go over once I brought him home. To my surprise, the dog was more afraid of the kitties, then they were of him. (Probably because they're 3 times his size!) It's been 3 weeks now and everyone is getting along great! He is such a good boy! Never cries, never barks and is very well behaved! Little Ricky now follows me everywhere and comes to work with me everyday! He looks at me with stars in his eyes as if to thank me for saving him! I now can't imagine my life without my sweet "Little Ricky!" Everyone says he is one lucky dog!!!
Hitch somehow managed to get trapped in someone's engine comparment and made it to my work. After an hour of trying to coax Hitch out, we finally rescued this adorable kitty.
After a little water, Hitch curled up in my lap and attended our weekly staff meeting. Hitch willingly came home with me and is adjusting to his new brother and sister.
I've often rescued animals and taken them to one shelter or another, but Hitch stole my heart when his dirty nose nuzzled my neck in gratitude.