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My husband was closing the crawl space under our house, getting ready for winter. He saw two little eyes in the dark near the back of the space. We kept the light on and left food and a bed. The next morning the food was gone. I couldn't wait so I crawled back under the house and was able to get the little kitten. When I put him in the box, he didn't move, he just sank down into the towel. At the vet they determined he was about 5 months old and weighed 1 1/2 pounds. He slept in his bed under a washcloth. We hadn't planned to keep him but once I named him my husband knew that was it, he would be staying. He sleeps on my chest and purrs lots. He is the king cat in the house with his buddy, Wally (a Border Collie).
We already have a huge rottie and a rescue lab mix, so when we went to go pet & play with the dogs at the shelter, I never expected another. Playing with them, I heard my husband ask, "Honey, can we keep her?" I couldn't believe it! A little lab mix puppy with the sweetest eyes and a white blotch on the tip of one paw had won my husband over instantly and just after that ... me. Obi is the sweetest, most loving, playful little stinker with endless kisses who is spoiled rotten and loves her family, squeakies and bones! She thrives on routine and reminds us if we are one minute off from it! What a loving find that we didn't even expect! Rescues are definitely the most rewarding way to go!
Mickey was only about a week to 10 days old when he was found. He was crying so loud it didn't take long to find him. His eyes were still closed and his little ears still folded down. I was not sure what happened to him but his left back leg was crushed and the foot was just dangling by a string. I could only imagine how much pain this little guy was in. I had to feed him a bottle and teach him to go potty by wiping his little behind. He would fall asleep cradled in my arms in a blanket like a baby. Soon after I rescued him he opened his little eyes and his ears popped up. The vet removed the dried deadend foot leaving just the crushed leg to heal. He did not like walking on the stumped leg so when he was old enough the vet removed the whole leg. He grew into a big loving boy who has no problem chasing the other two cats around the house. To this day he still falls asleep in my arms craddled in a blanket. If my Mickey could talk, I would love to hear his story.
How can someone leave their cat behind when they move? Well that's what happened to me, the people that lived behind us left their cat when they moved but lucky for me I LOVE CATS. It took me a while to get close to him he was scared poor baby but one day I was sitting in my garage and he came running in and just jumped in my lap! That was our first contact so I named him Romeo because he is a little lover kitty.
He is now my kitty along with a couple of other neighbor kitties who hang out in my backyard.
I have always had such a huge soft spot for animals. I just recently purchased my first home with my partner and we couldn't wait to share it with a cat in need. We were all set to go to the shelter this past weekend, but on Friday afternoon, a co-worker of mine received a phone call about a 2 week old kitten in need of a home. This little one was found underneath some bushes, after waiting for hours for her mother to return, she never did. The shelters had no room for her and all of the rescue groups were full, so I decided that this was my chance to do what we have been waiting to do for so long. I stepped in and rescued my little Rue and took her home. She got a clean bill of health on Saturday and is doing great so far! We called her "Rue" (like Rue Paul!) because at first we didn't know if she was a boy or a girl and it took the vet forever to figure it out! Turns out, she's a little girl :) She'll always have a great home with us!
As one of the many people who feed and care for our town's local ferals, I wasn't looking for another cat to replace my lovely boy India, who lost the fight with cancer last August, after three years of chemo, shots, meds and doctor visits. As another dedicated person and I were feeding our ferals, a skinny, cautiously shy, ticked tabby slinked up to us and meowed for food! We knew she wasn't a feral because she wasn't afraid of humans. Well, all I can say is someone's loss is my gain! She's the sweetest "Cookie" I've had the pleasure to enjoy over and over again! Come on, people, rescue a stray and share the love.
We adopted Hailey (bigger one) and Marcy (smaller one) about 3 years apart from different different branches of the Michigan Humane Society, but you would never know it from the way they treat each other. They are about the same age too, but Marcy is such an instigator, she is like that little sister who is always under foot, and always wants attention from her big sister. They do work together sometimes though, trying to herd our adopted cat Tiger (which never turns out like they expect!)
We've been lucky enough to have Jack in our lives for the past 5 years. He always keeps us on our toes, the most welcoming host whenever people come to visit, an alert watch dog, and a great big brother to his feline sister Layla. He brings endless joy to our lives, we are really lucky that he is part of our family.
My fiance was working at an Emergency Vet Clinic and one night this couple brings in this little (maybe 2 week old puppy) saying they found it behind a dumpster in an alley way. It was in a little box but just left there all alone. My fiance called me and told me about it and of course as soon as I went there and saw her I couldn't say no. It was hard to think of a name for her, but after her trying to walk around and fall a few times, especially on the tile we named her Chassis. This little puppy was such a pain for a long time, having to bottle feed her and clean up after her, but there is no way I would trade all that for what she has turned into today. Chassis is so beautiful and smart and such a joy for all of us. She fits in so well with all our other pets, definitely one of the family.
These are my five dogs, the two black ones (Pogo and Boef) and the sable one (Geena) are rescues from the Humane Society in Antigua, where I work as a volunteer. Then we have Ruby the Dobermann and Tazz the Chihuahua-mix, and a crazy mix they are. Sometimes it is a bit much, five crazy dogs (plus one cat Micky), but luckily we have a big piece of land and my husband Michael and I just love them to bits!