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Update on our rescue Madalaine

Madalaine adopted us and came to us with babies on board, yesterday morning she delievered five very healthy, very feisty kittens. Momma and babies are all doing well. We had to intervene with the thrid little one as she was not breathing when momma got the sack off, with a little help she quickly came to life and is the most rambunctious of the lot and the most vocal. Momma has been very good with her babies and seems to trust me enough to let me help when necessary. I take great comfort knowing this is the last litter she will have to deliever and that she nor any of her babies will ever have to worry about a safe place to sleep or food for their bellies.

Mary Kirwan
Pontiac, IL

The Cat That Chose My Daughter

Our 19-year-old cat passed away. She was mostly my cat, and I said I didn't want another, at least not right away. But my adult daughter Sarah really wanted—needed—a cat, so she, her dad, and I went to the shelter. Early on we looked at a 3-year-old named Sassy, who reached out and grabbed Sarah's shirt as if to say “take me.” We looked at a lot of other cats that day but finally came back to Sassy. She had been at the center 3 months after being returned by someone who said she was “unpettable.”

She quickly became Sarah's cat. Unpettable—ha! The photo shows her cuddling Sarah's arm while getting belly rubs. Maybe I reminded her of one of her several previous humans who didn't treat her well, but she didn't warm up to me. Sarah was planning to move out and wondered if Sassy would want to stay, but it became very obvious that not taking her was not an option.

It's now 3 years later. I'm still not her favorite, but she is a bit friendlier. Sarah is so happy that Sassy chose her that day.

Joyce Lynch
Austin, TX

Belle the Beauty

We had just lost our 13 year old German shepherd mix to old age and decided to go to the shelter to see if we connected with anyone. We hadn't gone 5 kennels before coming across a skinny, frightened lab/pit mix. The workers didn't know much about her because she had just come in the night before. They said animal control workers have seen her running around for weeks around the town fending for herself. We had an amazing connection with her immediately and had to have her. We brought her home and named her Belle! She is so smart, knows so many tricks, absolutely loves her daddy (they have a bond like no other) and has adopted a dachshund puppy and raised him up as her own (they are inseparable). Unfortunately, she shows signs of former abuse. She was very skittish and freaks out over even the slightest change. She has grown so much from when we first brought her home, she doesn't have as much of a fear of the things she use to. We are working every day to encourage and teach her. We are so happy to have her in our lives and constantly look forward to the antics of our beautiful Belle.

Alexis Freeman
Keystone Heights, FL

Mama cat saves her tiniest kitten and now can't stop cuddling her. There's just one thing missing...

I rescued Summer from a feral colony when she was eight months old and pregnant. At first she was very shy, but I worked with her every day, gaining her trust. Soon she learned that humans meant good things to eat and a gentle scratch under the chin.

Just when it seemed like things were turning around for Summer, she went into labor…but it didn’t go well. I rushed her to the vet, who told me they would have to do an emergency C-section. As they prepared for surgery, I braced myself to lose all of the kittens. And then, against all odds, three tiny miracles were born. All of the vet techs and both vets were there, and all of us were moved by the experience – one of the vet techs was even in tears.

Splash was the smallest and weakest of the three kittens. I worried that she might not make it, so I gave her extra feedings from a syringe. Summer took extra special care of Splash and was very protective of her baby. Summer had grown attached to me, but she let me know that she didn’t want me to take Splash out to feed and weigh her – she wanted her baby to be close to her. Summer groomed her and cuddled her and always made sure she got enough to eat.

Thanks to Summer, Splash survived.

Eventually, the kittens grew up, and Splash’s two siblings were adopted together. Summer grew even more attached to little Splash and I often would see them snuggling together.

Splash and Summer’s remarkable story is now missing just one thing: their forever home together.

Summer and Splash are currently being fostered in Richmond, Virginia and are looking for someone in-state to adopt them. They have been up for adoption for several months and are continually overlooked because they are shy at first and will need some time to adjust to their new home... but once they do, they are loving, gentle cats.

To learn more, please visit their adoption profiles at and

Richmond, VA

Gentle Protector

I had been wanting a dog for many years until my husband and I felt we were ready. We had agreed on a big dog that was good with children, ideally a lab. There were no dogs who fit our needs in the main area of the local shelter so when we asked if there were any other dogs, they brought out a darling mid-size black dog who had just come out of quarantine. He was so gentle and loving that we adopted him on the spot. On the ride home he fell asleep on my lap, claiming me as "his human." We named him Bra'tac after a character on the sci-fi series Stargate SG-1. We soon learned that he was not a 6 month old lab as we had been told, but an American Staffordshire Terrier/Australian Cattle Dog mix who was already at least a year old.

I have struggled with depression for many years and Bra'tac has helped me so much; he never leaves my side. Some days when things get tough for me, he will sit at my feet rather on his big comfy bed to reassure me that he's there for me. Some days he actually gets me out of bed, as if to say, "That's enough, Mom! Come play and we can be happy together!"

A few weeks ago, Bra'tac probably saved my life. We were taking an evening walk together when someone started walking in our direction on the sidewalk. I thought nothing of it, but Bra'tac didn't agree. He growled, which is something he never does. After all, he loves everyone! I listened to his instincts and immediately took a different route home. When we got back, he became extra affectionate and protectively sat on my feet later that evening.

He may not be the large dog we had in mind, but he is perfect for our family and I couldn't ask anything more from a four-legged companion. He has saved me from danger, and lifted me up on my darkest days. We saved each other. Thank you, Bra'tac.

Milwaukee, WI

Husky Heaven

I rescued my first Husky in the early-90's from a pound. It was a love-hate relationship as I learned about the breed. Since getting married, my wife and I have rescued 6 more, over the last 25 years. They've ranged from 6-months to 8 years old. I've taken up to 10-hour drives to get them, where they looked the most pitiful. We love them as kids, and have seen lots of the emotional/physical trauma that can be done to these beauties[our current red one, is full of birdshot]. They've all become success-stories, have been the most loving and amusing company. They're not for most people, but I've/we've come to understand their quirks and impulses. They've also lived very spoiled and unusually long lives for the breed, with all being so doted-over and cared for. We wouldn't change a thing. Winter is coming...and they can sense it. This is our current four...Jake, Sonya, Trinny, and Sara.

Michael R.
Chesterfield Twp., MI

Mr. Peepers

He came as a stray, unfriendly and refusing me the privilege to touch him. Each morning, as I fed the other feral cats, I’d take him out his share of breakfast, only to be met with hisses, as if warning me not to get too close. Ignoring him, I’d set the food bowl down in front of him before walking away to give him space. He was truly a unique looking cat. Long black and white fur, his ears were small and rounded like a Scottish Fold and his eyes were small and yellow. That was my reason for naming him Mr. Peepers.

Mr. Peepers had major trust issues and no matter what I did, there was no changing him. It was obvious Peeps had experienced enough cruelty in the world to have learned not to trust any human. It was a cold, damp morning when I looked out my kitchen window and found him standing in the courtyard after a long absence and he was extremely sick. He was nothing but skin and bones and his nose was crusted over with dry mucous, unable to smell. Not wanting to spook him, I sat down on a porch step, encouraging him to come to me. Weak, he made his way to where I was and climbed into my lap as if knowing he had found a human he could finally trust. I cleaned his nose and face before wrapping him in a blanket, placing him in a makeshift bed, warmed with a heating pad.

I took him to the vets and was told that Peeps had a fractured palate and because of the injury, he’d always have respiratory infections.

This last weekend, Mr. Peepers got sick again and it was the worst I’d witnessed with him in the past. He had put his trust me and today I did the only thing left to do in order to ease his pain. I let him go. My heart is one huge hurt right now and I’ve cried most of the afternoon but my Mister Peepers is no longer suffering.

Janet Smith
Atmore, AL


Sometime between 17 and 19 years ago, my neighbor's cat had kittens. She asked me if I would like one. I fell in love with the cutest little calico. But I wasn't able to take her. My sweet neighbor is now in the hospital and will probably have to go to a nursing home. Her children asked me to take care of that little, and now very old "kitten". I was feeding her at her house, but she was outside. I could hear coyotes during the night and worried about her being out there all by herself. We have 5 rescue dogs and 4 rescue cats already but I asked my wonderful husband if I could bring Nellie home. As I said, he's wonderful and said "go get her". I brought her home and everyone is getting used to each other pretty quickly. Her motor never stops. She's safe inside and happy for however long we are lucky enough have her. Patience.....that's all it took...I now have the "kitten" I wanted so many years ago.

Charlene Andrzeicik
Florence, AL

Our October Mission: 30 days, 30 spays (and neuters)


Cannon County Community for Animals is a non profit organization in rural Tennessee dedicated to helping our stray dog and cats.

We challenged ourselves to do 30 feline spays/neuters for the month of October.

Feral cats, community cats, and owned cats whose family needed help with financial assistance for spay and neuter was our mission.

Starting small, with only four traps, we dedicated our time to setting, watching, feeding, and lovingly, transporting the cats to local vets and spay and neuter clinics.

We hope our mission raises awareness, starts conversations, and makes a HUGE difference for our cats in Cannon County.

We made 30 new little friends in October!

Miranda Caffey
Dowelltown, TN

Love at First Jump

It was just after Christmas when I decided to get a new cat. I wanted to go to the local shelter and rescue a kitty. I went with my parents. When I got there the volunteer brought me right over to the kittens area. There were only about 6 left and they were are all crammed into 1 cage. I didn't see her right away. She was tiny and scrawny. My mom pointed out this beautiful grey stripped cat and asked if we could pick it up. The volunteer told us sure. I bent down to open the cage and was going towards the grey one when this little black blur flew out of the cage and landed on my shoulder and started licking my cheek and curling into my neck. I was done! I didn't need to look any further!! It was love instantly. I immediately named her Chloe. She just looked like a Chloe. My mom asked me if I was sure about her there was no hesitation. It is now 13 years later and my baby girl Chloe is the most loving and special kitty anywhere. I love my Chloe girl so much ❤️

Orlando, FL
Silicone Paw Print Ice Cube Trays - Set of 2
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