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Over the years, we've had two pairs of cats. All four were adult shelter cats. Our first two, Annabelle and Elizabeth, picked us out. I put my hand by Annabelle's cage (I couldn't see inside) and a little black and butterscotch paw reached out and curled around my finger. My husband noticed a dilute tortie who was intently watching every move we made. That was Elizabeth. The two in the photo are Mehitabel (black) and Martha (tortie). Both of them kept following us around the cat room. When we picked them up they both relaxed and closed their eyes. Martha even gave us kisses.
My husband firmly believes you go into a shelter with no set expectations and wait for a cat to pick you. Based on our experiences, I believe he's right.
I have always loved all animals but never had a cat because my parents are allergic and well frankly not cat fans. I made friends with a few around the neighborhood and stables where I worked but still longed for one of my own.
When I met my husband also an animal lover he already had 7 cats. Each it's own personality and they accepted me but remained "his" cats, well except for Creature beautiful blue eyed buff cat who seems to favor me slightly more than hubby, love my Creature and believed life as good as it gets. We adopted a Greater Swiss Mountain dog that my husband picked out at the pound who I have also developed amazing bond with.
One night I went to bed and hubby was still up. I hear pleading desperate meows and call down to my husband what was going on. He said he did not know and I got up and we searched house to find all of our cats content and safe. We realized at the same time the cries were coming from the attached garage. We go out and cries immediately stop. We search and hubby finds little feral 8-10 week old kitten hiding in spare tire. Kitten does his best to murder my husband but he gets him inside hissing and spitting and we put in carrier with can of cat food that he immediately devours like he had not eaten in a week.
It takes about a month until he fully decides house cat life is a pretty sweet deal and big scary monsters are not going to eat him. Our dog Huck was immediately smitten with kitten. We named him Kaiju and I have fallen head over heels in love. Kaiju is not shy in showing me how much he loves me either no doubt this one is "mine". I am amazed how he came into our lives, how he ended up in our garage. Even more amazed every day what an incredible animal he is perfect in every way. Glad he found me.
I was battling my worse case of depression yet and had started counseling and meds yet still did not feel like myself. I read that having a pet helps with Depression and since I have wanted a miniature schnauzer for many years I started looking at local shelter websites. I spotted a picture of a miniature schnauzer with big, sad, scared eyes one afternoon and immediately headed over to the shelter to see her. She was already 6 years old, a bit older than I planned yet something about those eyes. When they brought her out she was so scared that she would not even walk. She would not look at anybody and just laid there shaking more than I had ever seen a dog shake. I reached to pet her and she flinched. The poor girl had been picked up as a stray and God only knows the abuse that happened to her before coming to the shelter. She has a healed, broken tail and a toe that looks like someone tried to rip it off. I decided right there that I would take her. I held her close as I filled out the paper work and told her over and over that I am going to take good care of her. I called her Precious because those eyes reminded me of the Precious Moments dolls. I was able to bring her home the next day and she claimed the spot right next to me on the couch and always wants to be right next to me. She gets excited when I come downstairs in the morning and when I get home from work. The wounded, scared dog has evolved into an exuberant ball of fluff who wants nothing more out of life than my company and my depression has been replaced with the joy of having something that needs me and loves me unconditionally.
I'd lost my 15-year-old dog 7 months earlier & didn't want another pet, but found myself with a problem. There was a mouse in my house that was managing to avoid all the traps I'd put out. In addition to not wanting another pet, I just wasn't a cat person, but I'd deal with one in order to get rid of the mice..I'd been searching for a while when I happened to see a post from someone who wanted to get rid of a cat because she kept getting pregnant & they didn't want any more kittens. They said she was a good mouser. After a brief conversation we determined that she lived just a couple houses away & could bring the cat over within a few minutes.
The cat I was given that night was sorely neglected. In addition to having had a couple litters of kittens even though she was just 18 months old, she had claws so long she couldn't even fully retract them, was used to eating dog food, and within a few days it became apparent she was seriously ill with asthma. She was also the sweetest, most loving cat I've ever met. From the time I get up in the morning until I leave for work & from the time I get home in the evening until I go to bed, she "talks" to me & wants to curl up on or next to me. Two months & $800 in vet bills later, Luna's doing much better. She's breathing better, is fixed, happy & just plain goofy! From the moment she had been placed in my arms, she'd been worming her way into my heart. She loves to make sure I know I'm loved by cuddling with me & following me everywhere I go. The second I sit up in bed, she's running toward me, meowing, so she doesn't miss out on one moment. I don't know what I'd do without my silly baby girl. (Oh, and she killed that mouse the first day I had her!)
Meet the Queen of the our house for 15 years. She had a very mischievous side that she displayed to it's full when she thought she could without sacrificing her dignity.
She was dumped out at my Dad's house in a very rural area on Halloween week. She looked to be about 9 months old and nursing kittens. We never found the kittens. Why anyone dumped her was beyond me. She had perfect house manners. Their loss, my family's gain! My son wanted to name her Butterscotch. Interesting choice but we eventually decided upon Zodiac.
She has kept all the other critters in the family in line by being their Mother with all love and discipline that goes with that. She loved and cared for everyone. She didn't care if you were human, cat or dog. She even tolerated rats. She would watch them closely to their dismay. :)
In the attached picture she is frustrated. She is sitting in the makeshift cat door. In good weather it was in a low window so the cats could go in and out as they wanted. That day was very cold and snowy so the window was closed. She wanted to go out and was letting me know very loud and clear! But as soon as I opened the door she very quickly changed her mind.
Today, she lost her last battle, cancer is not so nice. She crossed the Rainbow Bridge with dignity and all the love of a family that will miss her very much. Happy Hunting on the other side, Zodiac. May all the voles be tasty!
This is Iris' story as told from the shelter we adopted her from. She is the sweetest, goofiest and most lovable girl:
6/11/2013 - Adopted!!
6/10/2013 - Sweet Iris is listed as urgent. We love this baby girl!!
5/31 - So...they are thinking that she is actually about 2ish. Apparently she is a favorite at the shelter right now.
4/19/2013 - After have her picture taken, Glenda described her as sweet with everyone...does really well socially. She said she walked in wagging her tail and went right up to her and licked her face. She said she was super easy going.
Hi friends! My name is Iris and I am a shepherd mix.
I came to the shelter as a stray, but I zoomed into adoptions because I was such a good girl. I think I won them over because I am just a baby.... and a very sweet one at that. They say they like that I walk to well on my leash and that I am so lovable. I am still a little scared of some of the other doggies here, but I hope that my new family will help me with that. It's important for me to be socialized well, certainly I want to have play dates and go to the dog park and maybe even have a brother or a sister. I keep my space nice and clean (Ms.Marilyn loves me for that!) and I am not really a barker. I am pretty quiet little princess.
I can't wait to meet my family. I know they will love me and protect me forever.
Mansfield Animal Shelter
407 Industrial Blvd
Mansfield, TX 76063 — with Christine Hrachovy Foster.
This is about snoopy one of the best dogs that I have had. Snoopy came to me via free to good home situation and was so traumatized by what he had been through that he was literally scared of everyone and everything, he has been one of the saddest dogs I have ever seen in my time of dealing with rescues and I have seen many. It was very clear that a man had done most of the damage as he would shake uncontrollably when men came near it was a lot less with women but still with women. The little information that I had been give about him was that before me he had been left with no food or water in an empty house, he has also been through many "homes" before I got him. Since getting him he has made great progress he still slightly shakes at certain things but not much anymore and we continue to work on that every single day. He now knows love and gets lots of cuddles and treats he knows he is safe and loves his car rides he wouldn't even sleep on the bed before but now he does and knows that is okay. He used to have a hard time eating right away because he tried to conserve it for fear of not having another meal but he has learned he will always have a full belly and lots of water. Everyone who meets him falls in love with him because of his sweet personality. he has also learned to play with other dogs and is sweet as can be to cats. He is simply a gentle soul
I have always wanted a cat but my dad had refused since he claimed there wasn't enough room in our apartment. After finally moving to house, I was now 18 and after a lot of persuasion, he finally agreed. The deal was that I would get a kitten after exams, during the winter break. Me and my mom were really enthusiastic and planned to get a sweet little kitten. I was already 100% sure, I'd be adopting from a rescue or shelter.
However, there was a Black Friday promotion during November at our local shelter so my dad agreed to get the kitty earlier than planned. We planned to get a lovely 5 month calico female kitten.But when we got there, another cat caught our eye. My brother saw the gorgeous orange tabby first and discovered how sweet and friendly he was. Although he was 13 months old (not a kitten), everyone fell in love with him. When we brought him home, he wasn't shy at all as he explored the house and won the hearts of all 5 members of the family! It was a positive experience in terms of pricing and the knowledgeable employees who answered all our questions, and my parents also realized how awesome it is to adopt from a shelter! I don't think we could've ever realized how amazing rescue/ shelter cats are (and not only the kittens) if we didn't have Leo today!
When my mom and I moved to a duplex from her condo, I noticed a black cat that would sleep in the driveway of the house across the street. It was very skittish and would run whenever I approached it.
After a year or so, the people across the street moved away. But the cat was still there. So I began putting food out on the driveway and the cat would wait until I was back across the street before it would come out of the bushes and eat. Eventually, I got tired of crossing the street and put the food on my driveway. The cat made the transition. It finally started waiting for me to come home from work and gradually allowed me to pet it.
I decided that, since it was close to Halloween, the most appropriate name was “Elvira”. I bought her a reflective collar and name tag before I realized she was probably a neutered male!
We now call her a trans-cat and are helping her learn to be comfortable inside. We will be moving to a new house in a couple of months and plan on making her our new indoor cat.
We were living in a small town of storm lake Iowa and my and my brother were begging for a pet for Christmas, we wanted a dog but my parents were thinking a cat , so they left us at our grandparents and they went to city 2 hours away to shop for christmas and told us they may come back with a pet. all day me and my brother waited and waited for them to get back and have a pet. well 4 pm showed up and here were my parents with no pet , they said they decided to wait , so we bundled in the car and drove home , on the way my parents said we could open one present . when we got home and opened the door the cutest little kitten was sitting in our kitten playing with a string . THEY HAD GOTTEN US ONE , well as we struggle on a name , my parents decided we could name him , so we decided to name him after Jack and Rose from titanic so he became Jack and since then that happy little kitten has brighten our lives for 14 years now , he has been with us from our big move to Portland oregon and everything else