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Mimi came to me as a kitten, the offspring of a brother/sister accident........a coworker gave her to me.
Butter just "showed up", and I think I rescued him, but obviously he doesn't! :eek: He thinks we were his from the very start, just took him a while to find us! Once he showed up at our house, two years ago, he never left!!!! :)
Some of you already know Gus' story :) I saw him running under cars in the snow near a sewer one evening. He was tiny and cold and hungry so of course I went to buy cat food and try to catch him. It took me several days and some good PT advice but I finally caught him in a humane trap and instead of being the feral foster kitty I was expecting he turned out to be a loveable, permanent furfriend.
We found Squirt at Petsmart when one of the local rescue groups had their kitties there. We were actually looking at orangies, but when Squirt saw us he started mewing and poking his paw through the bars to catch our sleeves. He knew him Mom and Dad right away! :D
Cooool! This sounds SO moviey - - I can imagine :)Quote:
Originally posted by boscido
I kept fallling over so I decided to just sit on the grass and rest for a few minutes. I looked back down the trail, and saw a kitten walking towards us. I didn't know it was a kitten at first, it was getting dark. It was Hanna, and she came home with us that night, and is still here.
What an inspiring story! Glad you didn't missed him when you got back with food.Quote:
Originally posted by hellostranger
Some of you already know Gus' story :) I saw him running under cars in the snow near a sewer one evening. He was tiny and cold and hungry so of course I went to buy cat food and try to catch him. It took me several days and some good PT advice but I finally caught him in a humane trap and instead of being the feral foster kitty I was expecting he turned out to be a loveable, permanent furfriend.
My Pets:
Mocha: *bark!* Gina's sister, Jenni begged her mother to have a puppy for 1997 Christmas, once I saw Jenni and Gina walking by, I put my paws on the cage at Penisula Humane Society and yip-yipped at them...Now I'm home with them!
Fayetha: *hissss* My previous owner had to go to some college which is 3,000 miles away from here, I would hurt her if I get in car for hours so she decided to give me to Gina because she knows that Gina loves animals so much...And I'm not happy around here! I will be going to SPCA soon...to find a owner that have no PETS! I don't care if I am Gina's the first one.
Zephyra: *meow* Gina begged her father to grab me before his co-worker, Mark is going to give someone else because Mark's two dogs like to eat the kittens.
Ocean and Micro: *chrip & chrip* This non-stop adopting girl, Gina and her friend rescued us last weekend. Ocean: Hey! I'm from Sacramento SPCA...Micro: so am I from SF too! Ocean: *sweet growl* at least we do get along! Micro: Oh yeka...we have been playing like we have known for years...or there's no tomorrow!
Patty - stray; Ginger - Humane Society; Louis - Pet Store; Krissy - stray.
My husband wanted a cat. I am allergic (and considered myself a dog person!)
I gave in on the condition the cat be gray and white (or a calico), female and named Edwina.
We went to the shelter...a pretty little girl -- gray and white. They put her on our laps. My husband said to her...."Do you want to go home with us?" She looked up and said..."Yeow." It sounded just like "yes." The deal was done.
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EDWINA
I'll copy and paste here my response on another similar poll, for the "newbies" :) :
When I was growing up, my mom and dad got our kitties from people who were moving and couldn't take them with, except for one, Smokey, who we purchased at a farm stand where we stopped to buy some sweet corn. Then when I got married and got a house of my own, fate decided that before we had even moved in to the house, I would get a kitty. She was found in back of the store where I worked, down inside a stack of old car tires. One of the guys came in with the poor little baby and said to me, "you were saying you wanted to get a cat when you bought a house, right? Well, here you go!". She was a lovely tortoiseshell, very tiny and barely weaned, and I named her Leticia Ratt (which was one of the funny names my mom used to call her cat). I ran home from work on my lunch hour with this little baby in a cardboard box and sprung it on my mother-in-law, who was helping paint the inside of the house. The kitty stayed in the empty house for a week, while we were painting and cleaning, until we moved in with her, since our apartment didn't allow cats. (Our apartment was directly across the street from the house, so it was easy to check up on her.) I had her for fifteen years when she died in 2000. My father-in-law passed away in 1998, and my mother-in-law decided to get a cat to keep her company since they are a little bit lower maintenance than dogs. She rescued Dudley, the lovely mackerel tabby (the kitty in my sig), from a shelter, and he was a great companion to her until she passed away in 2000. (Dudley came to us only a month after we lost Leticia.) My husband is an only child, so we "inherited" Dudley. He has been a wonderful gift from a very sad situation.
What a terrible, evil excuse for a human. How sick, I am literally ill after reading about such a horid "person".Quote:
Originally posted by shais_mom
A friend of mine at work had a brother and sister pair. Her boyfriend didn't like cats, and hated Kylie b/c of her long hair and tendency to snuggle at night. He was mean to her (threw her against the wall when she was by his head one night when he was sleeping) and until I got her she lived under the bed while he was there, afraid to come out, NOT good for her b/c he moved in before they even had their official first date.
:rolleyes:
I was looking for a cat companion for my greyhound, and she offered me Kylie. I thought about it and decided to take her and have never looked back. It was going to be temporary b/c she was going to break up with him. After 2 weeks I wasn't giving her back, and she didn't give up the boyfriend either. She eventually quit her job, and recently married him. :rolleyes: Oh and Kylie's brother mysteriously disappeared about 2 mos after I took Kylie in. hmmmmmm wonder what could have happened to him!! :mad:
I'm so glad you rescued her though, what a sweet little girl! :)
All Creatures,
That story is very touching, I'm so glad sweet Dudley got to come home with you. :)
I was thinking that too, how a woman who supposedly loves cats could marry someone who would treat them so badly. It will be interesting to see how long that marriage lasts, especially if she can't have any pets because of Mr. Evil. Personally I think the kitties would have been a much more rewarding choice. ;)
Napiainen: From a local "shelter"
Narri: From that same "shelter"
Nougat: From that same "shelter" :D
Nikanor: Long story: I "rescued" him from this 17yrs old girl, who lived by herself and took a kitten just because it was for free (he was about 7 weeks then :( )
Then she got expelled from school and had to move back home. Her father didn't want a cat in the house, and said to her that the cat is being killed if she would bring it home :eek:
I really didn't know that girl, we just talked once in a party, and she remembered that I have cats. So she asked me if I can take him. I said yes... but then I had to think about it at home..
Later she called, "Can you take him now, I'm travelling back home in an hour"
So I just took him :p
Well, Nikanor was a bit underweighted and had a few health problems. I took him to the vet and had him vaccinated and checked. He is a wonderfull little guy :D And I'm happy he got a better life, and is learning about life with older cats.
By the way, he is that little guy on top of Napiainen on the right in my signature :)
They sure are precious! Glad you were there to give him a forever home. :)Quote:
Originally posted by -Panther-
By the way, he is that little guy on top of Napiainen on the right in my signature :)
In December of 1996 I made my first Condo purchase. I made sure that the building allowed pets because I wanted to get a kitty. 4 months later I happened to walk into a pet supply store to get some cat grass for a friend's furbaby. The store was located in an area that I don't frequent often. On the wall printed on a very small business card was a phone number to call. The humans were moving out of town and looking for a home for two cats. When I got home I placed the call and believe it or not the humans were moving two days later and told me that card was up there for months. I hung up and thought about it. Should I take 1 or 2? The following day I called and agreed to take them both sight-unseen. It was a spur-of-the-minute decision, one that I will never regret.
That night after work I drove out to pick them up. The house was totally empty and the humans were spending their last night there. 5 yr old Max and 10 yr old Speckles had only been living together at that point for about 2 years and still hated each other. We bundled them up and before I left I gave the sobbing humans a hug and told them not to worry. To this day, I still keep in touch with them and send them pictures often. And to this day, Max still stalks Speckles and attacks her when she exits the litter box, poor Girl!
If I hadn't been in that area at that particular day to see the card, I don't know what would have happened because no one else wanted them. Some people have a "thing" about adopting older cats and I don't quite understand it. Anyway, I guess it's just meant to be!
slick
max & speckles
Felicia was from a local pet store and Beau was from a Burmese breeder.
Storm- I got him at the Humane Society. He picked me.
Pepper- I got him at Petco through a rescue organization called Care.
Sunny- I got him at a second chance adoption fair through an organization called Unconditional Love.
All 3 of them get along great and really love each other. Since I've never had children, they're my kids. I love them very much and don't know what I'd do without them. :)