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We had debated a bit about adopting a new little loved one. We knew our old man cat Zero was missing having a little playmate about after I had to move about a year ago. Then I found a shelter near my work, and decided to send her an email to see if she had any kittens. She did! But they had just come in, 12 of them! I knew we wanted a female and went to visit when they were 4 weeks old. Most hid in the corner until one little silver tabby came bounding out, pawed at a toy then ran up to me. She was the one.
Little Maeby came home at 8 weeks and adorable. She immediately took to our old man cat and within the week he was grooming and playing with her, she was even caught snuggling with our chihuahua mix pup.
The strangest and most satisfying outcome came when we took out Polly-Jean Speedracer our African Pygmy hedgehog. Maeby met her nose to nose and just watched. Soon every time I took out hedge Maeby was there to sit close by and smell and watch...Never raising a paw. She now sits on her cage when she wants me to take her out to visit.. and PJ responds with nose twitches toward her. I believe they were meant to be together.
My Husband and I got Sophie from Golden Beginnings Golden Retriever rescue in July 2009. She was underweight and had heavy heart worms. Along with a wide array of other illnesses. She is now completely healthy and absolutely loves going to the dog park and running through the puddles. She will not swim, but we are slowly working with her so she knows its safe. Sophie is not a morning dog or after 9pm dog, if we let her, she will gladly sleep til noon except for Sophie Sundays where the whole day involves jumping in bed with us and getting petted, a trip to the dog park, a couple cookies, and playing with the puppies down the hall. Although, I don't like the idea of her being mistreated for the first nine months of her life. I am so glad she came into ours, she really brightens our day!
Lady Amelia E. Fuzzbuttom, Mia for short, was found on the front stoop of an apartment complex. A friend of my mom's took the dirty, cold and hungry kitten home and cared for her until my husband and I decided to adopt her. Three years later, Mia runs the show at our house (or at least thinks she does), keeping her siblings in line. She likes to play in any empty box, bag or basket and never fails to come running when she hears the blow dryer in the morning. She loves having her "hair" done!
I found my Sugar Kitty as I was exiting a store at a strip mall in a not-so-nice area. No one seemed to care about this tiny little soul that was meowing her head off, and people were actually kicking her out of the way. She was very friendly, and I could not leave a one pound kitten knowing she would not last in a place like that. I ended up bringing her home, but I had no intentions of keeping her. I e-mailed friends and family and posted on Facebook looking for someone to take her. However, after she fell asleep in my arms that first night she had me wrapped around her furry little paw. She found her forever home right with me. My eight year old dog, Domino, has been slowly adjusting to her rambunctious new little sister. I know that soon they will become excellent napping buddies.
The day after a torrential rain, I decided to take a side street on my way to the shop. As I made the block & turned the corner, I spotted this little thing sitting in the road. At first I wasn't sure exactly what it was. It was soaking wet & looked like a wet rat. I got out of my truck & saw it was a kitten. Just a few weeks old. I suppose it got out during the storm & lost it's way. I already had 4 cats at home & certainly didn't need a 5th but I couldn't leave it there for it would not have lasted very long in its weakened condition. I took it home & we gave it several baths as it was covered in fleas. That was on June 10th. The kitten has recovered & is now in good shape. He likes to attack my shoes as entertainment. Sadly, on June 22, we lost one of our oldest cats, Mr. Grey. But little Gizmo has helped ease the pain of this great loss of one of our dearest friends & companion of 16 years. God either sent Gizmo to me or me to Gizmo. Either way, we needed each other.
My husband & I adopted Goldie from the local shelter in June 2009. We already had a yellow Lab from the same shelter, and we wanted to add to our family. On the shelter's website, we read that Goldie had been there the longest. When we arrived at the shelter, the staff told us that she had been there at least 1.5 years. She had been adopted before, but the people didn't provide her any leadership (not good with a headstrong dog), so they returned her to the shelter. Nobody wanted to adopt her because she's big, had an intimidating look, and barked when people came around.
We took her for a walk and fell immediately in love with her. We adopted her that day. After a few weeks, her looks completely softened, and she isn't anywhere near as intimidating-looking as she was before. She's a big girl, but she is so sweet, loving and playful, and she became our Lab's best friend. And she is a great big snuggler who constantly gives kisses!
Wally came into Stickneys Toy Breed Rescue in Cortland Nebraska from a 500 dog puppymill in Missouri. On arrival here he was very sick with upper respiratory infection and just terrified of people. He was here 2 weeks when a nice lady named Carol called me for a trucking buddy. This was just what he needed , constant one on one in the truck to get over his fears. Wally has gone from sitting in a filthy cage in a puppymill with no human interaction to traveling the USA from coast to coast and constant love and attention..
I adopted Zoe from a local shelter 3 years ago. She was very shy and timid, but now she rules the house! She is an adorable Russian Blue with a wonderful personality. She loves to "peek" around corners, run up and down the stairs and lay in the warmth of the sun or near the fireplace. She even stops and stands with one leg slightly lifted which is very cute. We often play "fetch" with her catnip mouse. Zoe is quite the "talker" and enjoys her tuna treats! We are very blessed to have Zoe in our family.
Hi, My name is Sugar cause they say I'm so sweet! In April, I was lost behind a battery shop lookng for my mom and siblings. I cuoldn't see or smell cause my eyes were infected and my nose was full of dirt so I never did find them. I was about 5 weeks old and very scared. The nice shop owner called Angel Cat Pet Adoptions and Marilyn came over to pick me up. It was Friday, and we went to the vet right away and the Doctor didn't think I'd make it through the weekend (I could HEAR just fine, thank you), but Marilyn sent me to Foster Mom Robin's house with medicine and an appointment for Monday. All of a sudden - FOOD came into my mouth! Robin put it in with a syringe and boy was it good.... I didn't realize how hungry I was. By the next week, the swelling was gone from my eyes and in a couple more weeks, I regained some limited vision in the eye that was the worst. My other eye is just fine. I see great and am a happy, fun little 12 week old kitten now! Thank you Angel Cat and Robin for giving me a chance to live! I'm just a normal kitten waiting for a forever home. You can see me at Petfinder under Angel Cat Pet Adoptions and I am forever grateful to be here!
We lived on the river and I TNR'd several cats that lived off the river. There was a very mean Tuxedo cat we named Sylvester that I could never get closed to. We moved from the River to a busy neighborhood in a nearby town. I had to leave all my precious kitties in the good hands of friends that I knew would feed them and care for them. All the ferals eventually relocated to their house but one. Sylvester was determined to stay at the house by the river. The people who moved into our place WERE NOT pet friendly. We found out later that they had poisoned several of my friendlier ferals and threw rocks at Sylvester and was throwing his food away I put out. Sylvester was getting skinnier and skinnier, he had sores all over and his fur was falling out. My friends kept trying to get me to take him to the city. I was afraid to because of the traffic and the dogs in the neighborhood. I finally relented when it looked like he was dieing, but I didn't know how long he would last in the city. They took him to the vet and then to my house. When he saw my Pit Bull, Dozier, that we had when we lived on the river, it was love at first sight. They are inseperable. He stays in my backyard protected by Dozier and he and Dozier are now happy, fat, furry backyard buddies. They lounge on the patio furniture and enjoy the shade of the patio cover. He has no interest in wandering. He is a great mouser and plays with my indoor cats through the glass door. He's my outdoor child! I'm so glad I made him a city cat!