3 cats 1 dog all from the shelter I volunteer at
Posted on 10/02/2008 3:12:52 PM PDT by franksolich
I have always wanted a white cat so I adopted her, and she has turned out to be the best cat. She keeps our two bichons in line, as well. She likes to ride around on my shoulders, and she purrs a lot. She is also quite playful, and the whole house is a jungle gym and playhouse for her. Right now she is on her back on the floor, playing with the tail of one of the bichons.
I am so glad I got her. If you can, go to your local Humane Society and pick out a cat. They are great pets for very little trouble.
Ah yes, Broken Bow, the Gateway to the Sandhills of Nebraska.
A great town, Broken Bow; one of those rare places where the people aren't afraid to enforce the law.
I know driving on highways in the Sandhills makes it seem as if one can zip along at 100 mph, but there's a reason the speed limit is 60 mph.
Most outsiders just want to get out of what to them seems an empty land, which is not the right attitude to have. There's plenty to see in the Sandhills, if one isn't going too fast. And it beats driving in mountains.
My two were both rescues - the boy, McTavish, was left in a cardboard box outside Petco with seven other kittens. They were so dirty and flea infested it took four baths to clean them. He is now 6 years old and weighed in at the vet.'s yesterday at 23 lbs!
My girl, Abbie, was found under the hood of a car. She is also 6.
They are both black and white and devoted to each other. When they snuggle it looks like one big black and white ball.
We have a Flamepoint Siamese that came to our house as a stray. Never figured that out. We didn’t want a cat, but she was so sweet. We call her “Gump.”
We have a Boston Terrier named Betty Boop. Best companion dog I have ever been around and I’ve had a dozen or so. She is the only thing in the house that farts, smells worse and snores louder than me. I think of my affection for her as professional respect!..
Well...let’s see... Cats: Butch is the male sibling of Sundance (deceased), and has been with us for about 7 years. He’s the senior, and was (with his sister) a pair of kittens from a litter out of a stray that showed up at our horse barn, eight years ago. He got in a fight with a racoon in the hay mow when he was two, and now has the distinction of being the world’s most expensive barn cat.
DirtFace, Fuzzy, Pirate (one eye), Lilly and Stumblebum (nerve damaged) are out of a litter from another stray that showed up a couple years ago. Since then, Pirate and Fuzzy have had two litter each, and we are now up to about 20 cats/kitten running around... They are:
Squeaker (can’t meow), YK2 (YellowKat 2), Elly (colored like an elephant), all of the ones already listed and about a dozen other, unnamed, all ready for good homes.
Dogs: Winston (dobie/rot cross) came with the place when we bought it (along with two of our eight horses). Best damn barn dog I’ve ever had, but lousy at Buick Roulette ($3k in fixing a leg and his jaw). Max, a Beagle/Newfie cross (you figger it out), and his brother Bear. Both out of a litter born to a Beagle that showed up on Christmas Eve six years ago, cut/bleeding and darn near dead. Nursed her back to good health and she paid us back with a litter of 12 puppies. Max and Bear are with us. Another sibling, Buddy is with our son, and the rest went to a senior citizen ‘pet therapy’ program and are helping needy seniors in Ohio and Indiana.
“Pup” was thrown out of a pickup truck down the road and was rescued by our daughter. He’s our burglar alarm; some sort of Chow mix, from looking at him.
Cody is a Jack Russell bought at a breeder’s farm because my daughter dropped him and the breeder pitched a fit. I think we got the better end of the deal...
Emma is a Lab mix. Probably the dumbest Lab I’ve ever known, but kinda cute. She was rescued about six miles from here, as a puppy.
And, finally, there is Bryant (Australian Shepherd) and $hithead (a real amalgam, not completely sure what all he’s got in his bloodline, but it can’t be pretty). Good chaps, though.
All of them friendly and well adjusted. Our vet for the horses is amazed that they all get along so well. And, we get a group rate on services, along with house calls.
So, I guess that other than Cody, they are all strays or rescues of one stripe or another. Wouldn’t have it any other way.
My elderly father had a female cat who was in love with the big gray Persian male next door and she stayed pregnant all the time. I brought the kittens up to my place since he wasn’t able to take care of them. There were three left, and two of them were not tough enough to survive out here in the wilderness. The long-hair, Stuffy, took after her daddy and was tough as nails and is still with us after eight or nine years. I pity any critter who gets a dose of Stuffy’s nose slashing.
The two dogs we have are fake gold bricks. Heavy and not worth hardly a flip. People were giving them away and we took them. (They think they’re protecting us and are very important.) They’re good dogs.
Great and sad story!
I love Kitties so much...I am going to get another one..
My cats are all indoors they are Kings of the house and I am there trustful servant....
One day I was sitting on the couch and she jumped up and sat next to me and let me pet her. She started doing that occasionally. Now after 10 or 11 years she won't leave me alone. She is on my lap almost anytime I am sitting still. She no longer likes to go outside.
Moochie still won't let anyone else touch her but me. She especially dislikes men.
Current kitty was rescued by my vet. He had seen me nurse another cat through 8 months of CRF before we had to let her go. I told them to give me a few months and then I’d be ready for a new kitty. This one showed up three months later and as soon as they met her both vets in the practice said “this is Rhetorica’s cat.” I’ve had her for 18 months now and don’t know what I’d do without her. Indeed, she was my cat!
All but two of our cats were from litters of a now departed (and missed) cat that condescended to share our home for 13 years. The Other two were dumped near our house as kittens. On of the dumped cats is about to celebrate his 14th year with us.
When our black Persian passed at 18 1/2 years, 5 years into our marriage, and just two weeks after my cancer surgery, my DH suggested we get two kittens - a mamma's boy and a daddy's girl (my DH got really attached to my old girl-kitty). Partial to black Persians, I emailed every breeder I could find within 100 miles of our house but there were none to be found.
Just when I was ready to give up, one of the breeders emailed me with a picture she received of various Persians, including two little black babies. She said she didn't know who's they were or if they were available, but she'd be willing to investigate.
A day later, she emailed back with a phone number. I called and the family had just advertised them that day - a boy and a girl. DH and I went into a frenzy - he kitten-proofed the house while I shopped for supplies. The next day we drove 150 miles with cash in hand, hoping to get there before anyone took them.
Turns out they were the only kittens in their litter and they were the best of friends. We drove them home and they made themselves right at home - no separation anxiety. After a difficult year, they brought us incredible joy.
One day some months later, I was looking at their paperwork and noticed their birthday - it was the day of my cancer surgery.
We felt like God was taking care of us - while we were going through a difficult time, little did we know that a little blessing was being prepared for us...(pictures on my personal page!)
My Golden Retriever, Sam, enjoys a happy hour Corona from his beer bowl. <<<<<<<<<<<<
My late Jack Russell, Jack, loved to go to the vet (he went a lot as he was diabetic). One day, I took him outside to the car after a visit and went back inside to pay the bill. Came out and found he had tipped back an open Red Bull from my cupholder, and was getting ready to guzzle it down. The thought of a JR on Red Bull was not amusing, and I grabbed it just in time.
3 cats 1 dog all from the shelter I volunteer at
After having cats all my life, I have been without any for over 10 years — till 3 months ago.
DD moved from Denver to Baltimore and is now in a small apt. (long story and a long traumatic car trip cross country for Daisy, her outdoor cat.) I kept Daisy for awhile until DD was settled, helped her become an indoor cat and we decided that Daisy would be happier here than in another move. She is about 3 years old, a calico and a sweetheart.
BUT — you should never have just one cat. So a shelter visit produced Pansy, a kitten who was born in a basement. Evidently a policeman would pick up pregnant cats and get the mother fixed after the kitties were born. A shelter finally took all the kittens for adoption. Pansy was ratherferal when we got her. She is a tortie/calico and is beginning to come around and reacting to a little loving. She and Daisy are like mother and daughter.
However, with all the cats I’ve had all my life -— not one has knocked over as many plants, lamps, vases — etc. as this little 3 month old Pansy! She is a devil!!
How I wish I could put a picture of them here!
Okay, here’s one a little different. I was working in Saudi Arabia, noticed a strange, exotic cat hanging around in my apartment complex, walked over to check out the weird feline, realized she’d just had kittens, put out some food and water for her and, long story short, she took root in my apartment, was a fantastic, full-of-personality cat so I loaded her up and brought her back to California. When people ask where I got her, they’re sure I’m joking when I say, “Saudi Arabia.” Say whatcha will about the Saudis, but this is a premium-grade cat.
PS — My daughter, now in Baltimore, just picked up a double-pawed torti kitten from a shelter, and Saturday is getting a calico. Tootsie and Muffin.
OK— I have all my pictures in a USB file, on my computer. How do I get them here?
Keely and Luigi came from the SPCA. They were not cage mates but are best bother and sister buddies now. They love us like a couple of dogs would.
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