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