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We adopted 'olly from an animal rescue agency. (They gave her the name 'Holly' but we already have a Holly in the family so we dropped the H but kept the same sound) She and her sister 'Molly' had been found in an apartment stairwell and never been socialized. She is still somewhat feral, but at night she is always in bed with us. She doesn't cuddle or jump in our lap, and we can't pick her up off the floor, but she's still a dear - except at 6:30 in the morning when she yells at us demanding breakfast!
We had lost our cat of 15 years and several months later it was time to get another so we started watching the rescue photos. Two different cats caught our eye and we went to visit both...we also had a rescue dog so we wanted to make sure all would get along. We couldn't decide between the 3 year old or the kitten so we took them both!! (the 2 on the right) The little orange ball of FUN was too much for the older cat so we started looking for another kitten....and now we have three gifts!!! They have all become part of the family with their own very unique personalities.
I was laid off from work during the summer of 2008, so I decided to volunteer at the local Humane Society. With strict warnings from my husband not to get attached to any more dogs I volunteered for three months watching dogs and cats come and go. Then Wrangler came to the shelter. He had been abandoned by his family when they moved away and left him tied to a tree. He was horridly thin, wormy, and had skin problems. I immediately took him on as my project, buying him special food, paying for his medical care, getting him toys and treats. When he was healed physically and emotionally and it was time for him to leave the shelter, I couldn't bear the thought of him going home with anyone but me. A few days later he moved into our home and has made us laugh at least once every day since!
We had lost our 13 year old cat, Allie, after Hurricane Ike to kidney disease and swore we wouldn't get another one. Already have 2 grown German Sheppard's and juggling all of them during an evacuation was anything but fun. Just so happens, I was sitting looking out the front door on a rainy day when I saw this thing climb out of a car's engine compartment dart, around and shoot for the ditch after the car started moving again. My husband thought I was nuts running out the front door, in the rain, toward the front fence to rescue whatever had fallen out of the car. I got to the ditch and it was the tiniest wet kitten and was looking at me with those big green eyes. I melted right there. It took some fast talking when I got "it" back to the house to convince my husband that I would be trying to find "it" a home. That was 6 months ago and Bailee is ours. She is the most loveable kitten in the world. She won over her daddy's heart in no time by climbing up in his lap and giving him kisses. We expect to have her for a very long time. The dogs have come around and will even take naps with her, after they have worn her out by her jumping of of their heads and chasing their tails.
I was driving home from work 10 years ago and like gravity the SPCA steered my car into its parking lot. Anxiously I walked in and asked to see the dog run. I got two cages in or so and could not believe what I saw. An eager to please skinny Dalmatian rushed to the front of the cage so I bent down and she forced her snoot through the fence to give me some welcome smooches. Without looking further I took her home and she has been the best. Like most young pets there were some growing pains and at 11.5 years old she is still going strong. She is my girl, and she reminds me of that daily...
We built a custom home and shortly after we moved in, we noticed 2 cats hanging around the backyard. They seemed very timid and would never let us get near them. We had some trees cut down and there was a large pile of brush on the edge of the woods. We didn't know at the time, but one of the stray cats gave birth in this brush pile. A few weeks later, another company came out to remove stumps and bulldozed the stumps and the brush pile into one giant log pile. Two days later, they returned to remove the pile. One of the guys knocked on my door and asked if we were missing a cat. They could hear a kitten crying very loudly- from INSIDE the giant pile. He was trapped near the bottom of the pile. He was really banged up- with a log wedged into his head. His head was concave!
I brought him to the vets and she took him home to care for him. He required pretty extensive care- he was only 4 weeks old. She found us a foster family to care for him until he was well and could tolerate being around our other 3 cats. We took him in and he has been nothing short of completely entertaining! He has no fear and the biggest personality! He lost part of one ear from the trauma of the log, but he doesn't let that slow him down. The fact that this tiny cat survived in a log pile for 2 days, with no food, in 40 degree temperatures, is nothing short of a miracle and we feel very blessed that we found him. A neighbor was able to capture him mom and she was adopted out too.
Meet our most recent addition, Sweet Pea. We took her in and made her an indoor kitty after the humans that lived next door to us got her used to being fed and then moved, leaving her behind. We had to go away for 3 days before we got her, but our neighbor that watched our other cats (also rescues but different circumstances), told us that she had seen this kitty at our door every night around 630ish...so I went out and put some food out around that time, inside a carrier. When I went to check, she was just leaving, but I was able to coax her back up to our porch and before she realized it, she was in the carrier and then in our attached garage (cat friendly because our other two love the garage). Its been just over 2 months since we took her in, but she knows she has the good life and shows no desire at all to go outside.
My first cat, Wigi, was born feral in a place known to have coyotes, hawk and bears. I brought her home at 5 weeks old and shes been with me for almost 7 years.
I adopted Moo from Lollypop Farm animal shelter in NYS to be Wigi's playmate about 4 months later. She is one month older than Wigi...
and has been with us for almost 6.5 yrs of her 7 years of life.
I had been thinking about adopting a cat for a long time. In August of 2009, I went on a long camping trip, and got a call in the middle of it that my father was diagnosed with metastic melanoma. I ended up being with him and my mother through the time he died on November 4, 2010.
On November 22, I walked into Greenhill Humane Society in Eugene, Oregon, and Sweetie greeted me at the door. As I walked around looking at all the cats, he seemed to always be right there. I decided to take that boy home! He has been my constant companion ever since, and has helped me through my time of grief in so many ways. I looked around my house and noticed that every book, picture, and greeting card I had that had cats on it were orange cats just like Sweetie! I know it was meant to be for us to find each other...
I went with my sister to an "Rescue Adoption Day". I was sure I would come home empty handed because I didnt want another dog. I sat patiently while my sister looked for a puppy. A rescue worker came over and said " Can you please hold her while I fix her cage?" I said "Sure"
Hre name was Charlie. She was a 6 month old terrier mix and as cute as she could be. She started out on my lap and then jumped on my shoulder. Then she jumped on my head then onto my other shoulder. Then she kissed me on the cheek. That was it. I was in love.
I wasnt looking for a companion that day. She picked me, and it was an amazing feeling.
Charlie turns 16 years old this month and she still has the same cute, funny personality. I am so glad I went with my sister on that day.
By the way, My sister made it home that day empty handed....go figure
I went with my sister to a "Rescue Adoption Day". I was sure that I would come home empty handed becasue I didnt want another dog. I sat patiently while my sister looked for a puppy. The rescue worker came over and said "Could you hold her for me for a minute while I fix her cage?" I said "Sure". She was a 6 month old terrier mix and she was as cute as she could be. She started out on my lap and quickly made it to my shoulder. Then she jumped on my head and over to my other shoulder. Then she kissed me on the cheek. That was it. I was in love.
I was not there looking for a companion that day, but she picked me and it was an amazing feeling. Charlie will be 16 this month and she still has that same cute, funny personality. I am so thankful that I went with my sister that day.
By the way, My sister made it home that day empty handed... go figure.....