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When our 15 yr old fur baby, Jia, passed away last August, we never thought we would be able to love another kitty as much as we loved her. I'm so glad we were wrong. A year and 1 day after we lost our girl, we found ourselves at the county shelter ready to adopt again. My husband & I knew we wanted to rescue siblings and our new babies (along with their mom & 2 sisters) were just brought back into the shelter the day before after being in foster care. Needless to say, they stole our hearts! Dash is our ginger boy and his dilute calico sister is Dinah. The are VERY energetic and love to play with all of their new toys, chase after each other and snuggle up together at night. We have so much love for them and they are quickly becoming very spoiled in their new home! Although we will always love and miss the fur baby we lost, Dinah and Dash have proved that it's possible to make room in our hearts to love them too!
In 2011 we had a 14 year old German Shepard named Smoky. She was sick and we knew we had to end her pain and confusion. I knew I wouldn't handle that well so we went to the no-kill Redwood Animal Shelter in Salt Lake City. A family of 5 dogs had just been dropped off. Their human was dying of cancer and could no longer care for them. She had written a full page on each dog, their names, birthdays, likes and dislikes. I saw the family and told the attendant I wanted the smallest female. That is Mercy, she was 6 1/2 years old. Today is her 11th birthday and she is is in great health and plays with our Yorkie Pixie. They get along great. When we took Smoky to the vet Mercy was laying right beside Smoky when she crossed the rainbow bridge. It was sad but Mercy helped ease the pain. Today we have Mercy 11 years old and Pixie, 2 years next month.They rule the house and us and we love them to pieces.
About two years ago, a friend of mine told me that he had a cat in need of a home. Kenny (proprietor of Kenny Hill Autowerks in here Austin) has long cared for the feral colony that makes its home in a pile of scrap auto parts out behind his shop, so I figured he'd tamed another feral. But this cat came from a hoarder situation in Dallas where the woman with 50 cats in a small townhouse had passed away in the bathroom with the water running in a sink. When the landlord came to investigate his flooded property, he called animal control -- and Kenny, who was one of the woman's inlaws. The first cat captured was the one who was least afraid of all the water in the place: A Turkish Van who was merrily swimming through the living room. I took him in and called him "Buster" after Buster Crabbe, the Olympic swimmer.
A pet detective friend of mine who knew I liked Norwegians spotted one at East Lake Pet Orphanage, also three hours north of me in Dallas. Ringo had been abandoned in an empty apartment when somebody lost his lease. I promised myself I wouldn't drive to Dallas to look at him, since two large male cats in the same house could spell real trouble. But I looked and fell in love -- and brought Ringo home to Austin, fearing the fur might fly or I might have to rehome him myself if things got really bad.
Little did I know that the two guys would become best friends in the whole world.
It's wonderful to rescue a cat and find a new friend. But it's been really amazing to see two cats find their own BFF's along the way.
This handsome fellow was abandoned on a college campus in Florida in the middle of the summer. He lived in the woods for two months, and he was so skinny and red that, at first, people mistook him for a fox!
Over time, a number of the students and staff began feeding Mat and bringing him water. He would come close enough to take food, but would flinch away when anyone tried to touch him, and flee if anyone tried to get him into a car to get him help.
Finally, a brave student managed to capture Mat, and brought him to the new animal shelter in Doral, FL. He barks and wags his tail when his friends from the university come to visit, and loves to be petted and taken for walks. When he plays outside in the visiting areas, he enjoys meeting new people and especially lady dogs.
Mat is still looking for a forever home, so if you're able to offer him a place in your family, please contact Miami-Dade animal services, and ask about dog #A1810251. Thank you!
Hello! I'm from a small but dedicated rescue group, Cat Rescue Newcastle or CRN in NSW, Australia. Every year we rescue cats from local pounds because we, like you, are passionate and firmly believe that all animals deserve a second chance. This is a story about our latest rescue, Henry, who has a story that will warm the hearts of all who share it.
Henry is a very special rescue and one that will stay with all of us at CRN forever. A local pound put out the call to any available rescue groups to take in this loving boy as he had been living in his cold cage with minimal warmth and love for too long and was due to be put to sleep. Due to the amount of rescues that need to be done in our area, understandably most rescues were full, including ours at the time. That's when one of our beautiful foster carers, Michelle, stood up and said that she had room in her house but needed transport assistance and that's when we came together as a team to save this beautiful boy. Without a second thought I said that I could do the transport so I rang the pound and told them the good news. They informed me that "the stray" had until Friday to be picked up otherwise he would be "destroyed". Not on our watch! I had Henry safe in my car on Friday morning, mere hours before he was to be put to sleep. After arriving at the meeting place for Michelle 30 minutes early,
I decided to let him roam around my car and stretch his legs. The moment I opened his cat carrier, Henry walked up onto my shoulder and gave me the most heartwarming kitty kiss I had ever received since becoming a foster carer. The love and affection he displayed was breathtaking and I just knew in my heart that he knew what had just happened. He was finally rescued and this was his way of saying "thank you". This is what we live for at CRN!
We decided to adopt a 4th cat to round out our gang. I went to the local no-kill shelter to visit an available senior cat. Unfortunately, he was on medical watch and unavailable.
As I walked out through the cat area, a young, huge, orange and white cat threw himself on my feet with a 'whump'. When I tried to sit down and pet him, he wrapped his front legs around my ankle and wouldn't let me move.
Impossibly sweet Sully made his choice that day. Within 10 minutes, we were on our way home.
A few days later he integrated easily with our other 3 cats and was doing well. After several weeks we discovered why Sully was adopted and returned so many times in his short life.
One night we were in bed with all 4 cats when Sully stood up, turned around and peed all over me like a pressure washer! It was so surprising that we just laughed.
After we cleaned up, we scouted around the house with a black light and discovered that Sully had also christened the front door mat. He wasn't spraying around the house like an unaltered male because he used the litter box.
After a veterinarian visit, we realized that healthy Sully had separation and abandonment anxieties. Marking his people and territory was his way of managing his fears. All previous adopters returned him to rescue after he urinated inappropriately and he never got help.
Because of this problem, Sully had been on the kill list at another local shelter. The no-kill shelter pulled him to become a barn cat. But, he loves human company and would've been miserable.
Now 8 months later, Sully is litter box perfect and no longer has his 'troubles'. He's happy and loved. We're so glad that he chose us.
We imagined that while Sully waited in the last chance shelter, he wished as hard as he could for his real furever peeps to find him. His wish came true.
My family and I moved three times within the last three months, first to a temporary trailer while we waited for our place to be done. During that stay we became the beacon for the stray cat's in the trailer park because we would sit out food and water for them. No joke I have the softest heart when it comes to animals especially those without homes or a steady source of food I figured the least I could do was make sure they had one meal a day anyway. Among the cats that came and went was a young beautiful white with grey golden eyed tabby. She was friendly from the get go and would often come up and sit on the porch with me during the day when I was outside. When we moved to our place she disappeared for a few days. Two weeks ago she not only showed up but walked into the house and straight to the food. I have to say it was a bit shocking she made herself quite at home and has been with us every since. The picture does not do her justice she didn't feel like posing when I took this one. Madalaine is roughly 9months old and is pregnant with what will be her first and last litter of kittens. We continue to provide food and water for the others that wander over from time to time and try to find homes for the younger ones.
I have a male an female. Feral kittens when I got them. Worked slow an long to get them used to me, an got there. They do only interact with me , anyone else they hide. I don't have a busy house, so this isn't a problem. I recently had to take my male to the vet for a skin problem. When I brought him home, my female acts like he's a stranger. Hissing an growling. Trying to be patient and give treats and food in sight of each other. Lil bit acts a bit better but still hisses at him. How can I get them back to grooming each other an sleeping together again? Don't want on show just need advice . They are both fixed,indoor cats and are about 4 1/2 years old
I was doing some work at my aunts house one day and I came around the corner of her shedd and I found this little ball of fur sitting on the ground. Her eyes had just opened as they were still blue. She was so young that I had to feed her with a syringe. I would take wet food and mix it with kitten milk in my Magic Bullet and make a thick liquid for her. When we first got her we named her Shadow because of her coloring. Now I've decided that it is good for another reason as well, she follows me everywhere. If I work out in the yard she will follow me around except when I'm mowing. She is like a little shadow to me. Shadow is now about 5 months old and plan to get her spade next month when I get my check for the month. My wife and I are both disabled and Shadow has really helped with depression. I am a veteran and suffer from PTSD and Shadow helps to keep me calm in stressful situations. It's amazing at how I can deal with most anxiety attacks when she is around. I think we saved each other. For my wife who is on dialysis it makes it easier to do her treatments. Many times when Shadow senses, Lori my wife, feeling anxious she will jump up on the bed with her and purr angainst her side and help calm her down. Shadow is a blessing to us but our other cat's don't really care for her over active behavior. I try to play with her regularly but she wears me out instead of the other way around. I just love that Shadow has come into our lives and hope she lives a long healthy life unlike the one she would have lived had I not brought her home.
Hi my name is Tracie and I'm a former DOGS ONLY person. I'd never had a cat in til 5 years ago. Now I'm a cat Lover too thanks to Keeba and Jackson! Keeba belonged to my fiancee s daughter. I moved in with my 2 dogs at the time and probably rocked this cats world. But to spite that he accepted them just fine. They became buddy's but with a love hate vibe. The daughter was 17 at that time and payed very little attention to Keeba neglecting his litter box letting his food go stale. So I started cleaning the box and feeding him. And through Jackson I started learning about how to care for a cat. 2 years later the daughter moves out and my fiancé was gonna take Keeba to a no kill shelter but by that time he and I had bonded so I said NO! Fast forward to now and the picture above shows our love for each other. I captured what I belive is a slow blink back, he is a different cat from 5 years ago, playful, loving, chatty and sociable and I love him!