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The story of Kitty is not the same type of rescue as is normally posted here so I've hesitated to share it.
Back in 1993, I visited a friend who was moving out of state. I knew she had 2 Himalayans so when this gorgeous dilute calico met me at the door I instantly blurted out "Whose cat is that? Can I have her?" Not a normal thing to say as a greeting!!! Something in me said THIS CAT BELONGS WITH ME!!
The friend's answer was, "As a matter of fact, she's not mine. My sister-in-law moved and can no longer have a cat so I've been keeping her temporarily. But we weren't planning on taking her with us when we move."
The real rescue is that Kitty HATES all other cats and she had a rough time living with 2 others. She was so happy to move to a one cat home. We call her Velcro Kitty because she's always Velcroed to a lap. She's my girl and I'm hers. This truly was love at first sight.
This is Huey (left) and Diva (right)-husband and wife/mommie and daddy; they've had two litters. We adopted them about two years ago; the Vet thought there were both about 7. These poor babies were stuck out in a huge fenced yard away from the house and the only human contact they got was when feed. Now these spoiled babies live inside and it's hard to even get them to get off the porch to do their business. They both developed storm anxiety and we got tired of coming home to chocolate labs and having to bath them (because they were covered in mud trying to get out of the backyard). This use to be my chair, but they've decided it's theirs and that's ok. I've own 4 labs and these are the sweetness I've ever seen. I've told my husband they're making up for lost time getting scratched and petted.
Meet Charlie. Though he was billed as a simple, unassuming terrier mix at my local shelter, I knew, at first glance , he was so much more. I'm convinced he is the happiest- go- luckiest , all terrain hikingiest ( even faces of waterfalls) , carpe diemiest pup I've ever met. After exchanging words with Charlie ( he talks to everyone he meets), people ask me what kind of dog he is. I tell them he is a teacup golden retriever to be designer friendly. :) As the commercial about shelter dogs state " Shelter dogs are not broken. " Indeed they are not......... Adopt today !
We adopted Clover 2 years ago after I saw her on Petfinder. We had just lost our 13 year old Jack Russell to cancer a couple of months prior and our house was so empty. We knew we wanted a rescue and we knew we wanted a Jack Russell, but Clover is more human than anything else. After reading her story of how she was found in a dumpster with her brother after spending days in freezing temperatures and being brought back to health really touched our hearts. We knew she was a tough little girl. The minute we brought her home, we knew she was special. She loves her toys, she dances on her hind legs when she wants something or gets excited and she loves to snuggle. She loves to run and play with her friends at her daycare Gypsy Paws. We are so blessed to have such a loving creature in our home, she deserves all the love in the world.
After our cat Gizmo, died, I went online looking for another cat. The cat we would adopt had to be good with kids because Gizzie had loved them and she was especially missed by our granddaughters.
We visited the animal shelter in Warwick, RI, and as I looked around, I saw one of the volunteers taking a handsome tabby from his cage. I asked if I could hold him. She said he's a big boy, but he climbed right into my arms and curled up immediately. We had brought my 1½ year old granddaughter with us. When I lowered the cat down to meet Zoe in her stroller, she reached out to pat him and he reached right back and gently patted her. That's how we knew this was the right cat for us. "Tiger" was 9 months old and had been returned to the shelter twice for unknown reasons. The vet called him "one big muscle" because of his size and strength, but he is so gentle and loving.
Before we got home we had renamed him Romeo. He is such a lover. Our grandchildren adore him and he is patient with the new grandbabies too. He charms all of our friends and company so that that they always look for him when they come to visit. We have had him for 8 years and he couldn't be a better companion or more loved.
When my cat lost his battle vs. cancer I was devastated, I knew I wanted another cat, so in a month I was ready. Went to the Humane Society in Phoenix, AZ and got two black tabbies "sisters". When we got home we realized one of them was a boy! I didn't care, his name was already "sexless" (Cielo: meaning "Heaven/Sky in Spanish). Cielo is now 24lbs. and obviously has Maine Coon in him, Isabel is 15lbs. We added 5 more cats to the family, all rescued, they all get along and fulfill our lifes!
One evening I found Alexandra, a tiny kitten, by my apartment trash dumpster, along with her sister Natasha. They were so tiny, and adorable, and I couldn't find their mother anywhere. I really couldn't afford to take in any more cats, since I rescued as well, and had 3 cats already. But they were so small, and helpless that I couldn't resist adopting them. They are 6 years old now and so cute, and funny, and so lovable. They both sleep on my bed with me every night, and after a serious illness, the helped to heal me with their unconditional love. I am so glad that I chose to save them, and keep them in my life!
I found my big boy Charlie Chopper while at work. I was eating lunch and saw a tail go by my window. My boss and I tried to pick him up to turn him into a shelter but he wouldn't come because he was very shy and timid. He was skinny, had ticks, and looked like he had been abused. The following two days I would search for him and bring him food. On the third day, he was locked up behind a construction zone for the New Year's weekend. I thought to myself, I cannot leave him here in the cold for three whole days. So I tried my best to get him to crawl under the metal gate. There was one spot where the gate was bent up and he managed to crawl under and out yet he was still timid and walked away from me. I opened my car door and waved a towel and right away he walked over and put his front two paws in my car and little did he know that was his first two steps into a better life! He now comes to work with me everyday and everyone at the office just loves him! This picture of Charlie Chopper was the day I rescued him.
8 year old Dove lived in an emergency clinic where she was a blood donor for 6 years and was never allowed to leave the facility. She was well loved there and they tell me she saved a lot of lives. (We go back and visit often.) I rescued Dove through All About Hounds in Smyrna, TN. (AAH) Memorial Day weekend. What lovely, lovely people they are! When they brought Dove to me, (a 2 hour trip) she walked right in and made herself at home and followed me everywhere. We have been glued to the hip ever since! Dove is an elegant lady and we are a match made in heaven. Oh, how she loves long walks along the shore on the lake where we live! Adopt a senor! They are awesome!
This old girl wandered onto our back porch yesterday. We don't know where she came from, or who she belonged to. She is obviously socialized; very friendly and passive. But she also has been shot. The wound is almost healed. I guess one more won't hurt; we have 3 long-haired Dachshunds, also rescues, that also had mysterious lives before they came to us. All of our animals have a good life; as Ghandi said, "The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." We try to do our part.