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TK left my home but not my heart in June 2006 at 19 years old. Rescued as a tiny kitten, he was diagnosed with kidney failure in 2003. Weekly fluid treatments at home by our 'kitty nurse' Ellen kept him with us for a joyous three more years. During that time he lost his eyesight and a lot of his hearing but he was always so happy & loving; purring all the time. Such a good-natured guy, he'd happily greet anyone who came to visit. And everyone loved him.
Although each case is very individual I wanted folks to know that kidney failure isn't necessarily a hopeless situation. Fluid treatments are so important in treating kidney failure. The fluid is delivered in minutes, just under the skin & is practically painless. In fact TK usually purred during the treatments.
When it was time TK let me know. My vet, TK's nurse & I said goodbye to him at my home, in my arms one last time. My TK was an angel in life & beyond.
In early November 2006, we noticed a furry black and white kitten living under our deck. He would come out once in a while, but was timid and very hungry. So we fed him in hopes we could befriend him. One day, a family member saw him and said, "If you are able to keep him, you should call him, Sylvester" (after the Warner Brothers cartoon character). Since he was willing to stay around, we continued to feed him and made every effort to gain his trust. One cold, November night, we were able to coax him inside by slowly opening the door and he walked in! So we called him Sylvester, and he's been our joy for over 3 years. He's so funny and talks to us with his squeeky, little voice -- pretty funny for a full grown cat! We just love him and can't imagine life without him! We are very thankful he stayed and was willing to be part of our family!
After researching breeds, I decided to adopt a Greyhound. Conrade chose me, and became part of my family in July. He then chose Pharaoh for us in October. They have gotten me through a difficult time in my life, and I am happy to have them in my life. Pharaoh recently lost a leg to Osteosarcoma, but he hasn't let it slow him down at all! He is an inspiration to me, and everyone who is lucky enough to meet him.
Bob wandered up to our horse boarding facility as a kitten. He made his way into my heart with his friendliness, his companionship, his intelligence, and ultimately his spunkiness.
He came up missing suddenly, and I could not locate him for five days, in spite of my constant searching. One evening while calling his name, I heard a faint meow, and to my delight/horror, I found him trying to stagger weakly across a pile of building debris and weeds near the barn, to get to my side.
His right hind leg was broken in two places. We think that trespassers clubbed him as a prank, because of the evidence found at the barn.
I rushed Bob to our vet, and after multiple surgeries, he's home with me now for forever. I tell everyone that he's my "retired barn cat". What a delight he's been to have.
I spotted Sam on a rescue Web site and there was just something about his face that intrigued me. I read his story: He had been brought to a veterinarian's office after being hit by a car. His left eye was virtually out of the socket, he sustained injuries to his teeth and mouth and was diagnosed with feline leukemia. He was nearly put down but rallied on Christmas Eve 2004 and began eating on his own. I made arrangements to see him and he practically jumped into my arms, looked up at me with that one good eye (the other was put back in the socket but he has no vision in it) and began purring. That was it. I decided to take a chance, and it was one of the best decisions I ever made. Sam is loving, funny, laid back ... and the best gift I ever received. Now I wonder who adopted whom ...
I found our girl on line finally after searching for the face of an ^Angel^.
There she was staring at me from a high kill shelter with days numbered.
She was located far away but with the help of transporters we were able to meet and bring our girl home where she belonged.
It took her time to adjust to the warmth of a real home but has grown to know , trust and depend on the love and care she so deserves.
Just before Thanksgiving in 2007, a local pet store found five cat carriers holding 10 kittens by their dumpster. Someone had left them there the night before. It was freezing cold and they were left outside overnight. They all had severe upper respiratory infections and five ended up losing an eye due to untreated infections.
My little Merry Moo Miracle was one of those kittens. She had such a horrid eye infection when she was found her that she had to have one eye removed. The surgery was done a week before I adopted her. The first time I held her she weighed a little over pound and she stared into my eyes and purred. My heart melted and I knew she had to come home with me.
Merry's eye surgery turned out to be the least of her problems. When I brought her home she had almost no hair on her hind legs due to flea bites, she was extremely dehydrated and had the world's worst case of diarrhea. My vet said she probably wouldn't have made it if I hadn't taken her in. Her recovery was an uphill battle, and it took a little over three months to get her to the point where all her hair grew in and her intestinal issues were under control.
Despite all her medical problems, she remained loving and sweet. I never would have forgiven myself if I had left her in the pet store that day and I would have always wondered what happened to her. She had a very rough start but has now grown into a beautiful 2 year old cat with the shiniest black fur you have ever seen. She is my Merry Moo Miracle and I am thankful every day to have her in my life.
Who could possibly hurt an angel like this? Casey was very abused in her younger years. I found her through a friend who was fostering her. One look at those eyes, and it was all over. She has been the perfect addition to the family.
This is a story about a dog, who's name is Iggy. This poor dog lived his life chained up in the lower backyard of a house on my street. This dog was hooked to a chain that was about 5 feet long and heavy enough to tow a car with. He could barely had enough chain to get inside his doghouse which was falling apart. He spent his entire life just sitting, and waiting for someone to at least give him some kind of attention. Everyday I would pass by and look down at him, sometimes stopping my car and talking to him and then throwing food to him. It eventually got to me so I decided enough was enough. I contacted a friend of mine who works for DDB (dogs deserve better) and she told me we needed to get him out of there. We left notes on the door and no response. So one day this dog was running loose so I stopped my car, called the dog over to me and he came right away. He was a friendly dog even though some people probably would've been afraid of him because of his looks. I think he had some pitbull in him. I love dogs so I didn't care. Long story short, we found a great home for Iggy and he now lives the life of luxury in a highrise apartment with a loving owner. Instead of sleeping outside in all the elements, he now sleeps in a nice bed and is always safe, warm, fed and loved! Melody Schultz Cold Spring, KY
Our two cats of 15 years had passed away within 6 months of each other. We didn't know when we would be ready to adopt again but the house began to feel so quiet. The day after we decided to start "just looking" a friend called about kittens rescued with a feral mom who had to be put to sleep. Two of the kittens would have to be adopted together because they were very attached to one another. We took them and they have filled our house with joy and light and laughter and love.