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My precious furball was in the last of three portable trailers at the kill shelter, in the last stack of cages, in the cage one up from the bottom. I leaned over and said, "Hi sweetheart, don't you have a pretty face?" (And she did - deep grey, like a Russian blue.) Wily little thing that she is, she purred and stuck her paw out of the cage, which got her to the next round in the play room. In the playroom, I sat cross-legged on the floor. She came trotting over, jumped into my lap, curled up, and did that hopelessly cute paw-over-the-eyes thing. That sealed the deal. She got me to ignore that she was at least 5, had a chipped tooth, a scrawny kinky tail, and a floppy post-pregnancy belly. Yes, my fuzzball is the queen of shameless self-promotion. She's been a good buddy for 7 years now. :-)

2007-11-05 03:11:48 · 29 answers · asked by Anonymous in Pets Cats

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The best cats I've had are the ones who adopted me. My cat Lily headbutted me several times in the kitty cat room. I wasn't looking for a siamese. I wanted a tabby. But she was confident, kept hopping up on the cat tree and getting on my eye level and headbutting me. It was like, "Hey, look at me, I'm yours!" She was the most confident of the bunch. She headbutted the neurotic kittens in the room. She was by far the best cat I've ever had. She was with me for 17 years, she slept by my side each night, laid on the sofa and watched TV with me, just the best! She died last month and I miss her dearly. I went to a cat shelter the other day looking, but no one adopted me. So I'll keep going till that happens again.

2007-11-05 03:23:09 · answer #1 · answered by Little Miss Sunshine 5 · 5 0

The two kitten I have been fostering for the past 4 months are probably staying.

1 - Someone else was fostering and needed 14 kittens moved for another event so a couple other volunteers and I helped. Well Mine were almost ready to go and I got the ones someone else had taken and brought them to my house and this one would not get over its sickies (They were all sick) but this one could not kick it. She finally did and then I took her to petsmart she got sick again that day. So we have come to the conclusion stress makes her sick. Well I can't stress her out so she will probably stay. Longhaired white siames blue eyes and all. So pretty and sweet and never causes trouble. We named her azura.

2 The other foster. Mouse. He was my daughters favorite when we first saw them at the vets office. She had rescued a momma cat from the shelter and giving them away. We stayed out of it that time. I had plenty. Well the vet called a few weeks later and had two kittens found at the corber house of a busy intersection I said we would take them and when I went to pick them up this one little grey fluff ball was still there.

I asked if he was eating before I took him. They told me yes. They lied. I had to feed him canned food out of a syringe. He was so little he got his name when I came downstairs one morning with all the dogs in front of me and he was running down the hall back and forth like a little mouse " OH **** WHERE DO I GO!!!" He is now a big ole fluff bal but I had him neutered and his hernia repaired (why no one wanted him) and he is the house monster.

I have had my harley forever He was found near my office and my daughter and I played with him on my desk and decided we would take him home.

2007-11-05 03:22:33 · answer #2 · answered by Anonymous · 3 0

I adopted my female cat, Rudy, from a no-kill shelter. She was sitting in the back of a cage with these huge green eyes looking at me, and her whiskers were long and white and thick and she just looked so adorable I couldn't resist.

My male cat--woe is me!!! He was at a pet store and I looked around to find my ex standing there with Wolfie laying from his elbow to his hand. I asked the ex how old this cat was and he told me that he was still just a kitten, only 8 weeks old. I told him somebody was pulling his leg cause that CAT had to be at least a year old. The ex talked me into adopting Wolfie and as time went by he grew into those paws and that tail--he's at least part Maine Coon and weighs 22 pounds now! He is just beautiful and my vet is crazy about him!!! I got rid of the ex and kept the cats--and it was a really good deal all the way around!!!

2007-11-05 07:17:14 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 2 0

My kitty Pippin was a beautiful white/gray spotted/black striped tabby male with yellow/green eyes. I worked at a local pet store and was considering a Himalayan female. But Pippin had other plans. Whenever he caught sight of me, he'd put his paw through the bars of his cage and stare at me, crying loudly till I came over. I had no idea a tiny kitten could make all that racket, lol. I adopted him a week before my 20th b-day, kinda an early b-day present from my parents. I have some health problems. Immediately he became my little companion. He helped me begin to heal. When i got married, my husband sadly was severely allergic to him. I had to find Pippin another home, but I gave him to a loving home with another girl who needed him badly, and where he'll have 2 other cats to play with. I miss him badly but I know I did the right thing

2007-11-05 03:41:03 · answer #4 · answered by anastasia198320 1 · 2 0

Well, I was only going to get 1 kitten and I was looking on petfinder.com because I am too soft-hearted and can't take going to the shelters. I'd have taken ALL the animals home if I'd gone. He and his brothers were separated from their momma because she had them back in February, during all the poisoned pet food problems. They were worried that she'd eaten some of the poisoned food and they didn't want her to pass it through her milk to the kittens. So I was all set to get just my gray kitty and bring him home.

But he had a tiny, little, bitty, all black brother who was the runt of the litter and was very, very small and thin. Nobody wanted him 'cuz they were worried he "wouldn't make it" and run up big vet bills. Well, he came home with us too.

Now the little black kitty is super tall/long and weighs 12 pounds. And they are best buddies and my heart's delight.

2007-11-05 04:33:38 · answer #5 · answered by Julie6962 5 · 2 0

what a great question..i got my little Luna from a pets mart..i was looking at all the kitties walking down the row and i saw he in the last cage,,,she was playing with a mouse toy jumping all around and didn't even notice me standing there. I normally don't go for the hyper cats but my roommate had a very hyper dog so i figured i would at least hold her...when i held her she started to purr and licked my hand and was so calm and loving..now a year later she brings me so much joy she is hilarious and so loving she is attached to me where ever i go..

2007-11-05 05:50:24 · answer #6 · answered by *Lovely 2* 2 · 2 0

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2016-10-03 09:44:45 · answer #7 · answered by emanus 4 · 0 0

A year ago tomorrow my latest kitty came into my life.

I got a little piece of kitty manna from heaven. Out of the blue this little bitty all black kitty wandered in front of my front windows at work. This little bitty very hungry male all black kitty. I work in a rather industrial area right beside a busy road and the highway, so he really shouldn't be down here, and somehow I just HAD to take him home.

I brought him inside there at work and he purred up a storm, rubbing my face with his face and just giving me gobs of attention. I couldn't leave him, now could I?

2007-11-05 03:21:01 · answer #8 · answered by simply_me 6 · 2 0

Most of our cats found us and we just didn't have the heart to send them away.
The most memorable story are the three kittens that our dog adopted. Someone had taken a litter of kittens, wrapped them up in a shower curtain, and dropped them off a highway just next to our house. Our rott couldn't get to the road, but once the kittens made it the ten feet to our fence, she led them or carried them, depending on their strength, to the back porch. After the third one showed up, we went looking for more, but only found the evidence of where they came from. Even though they're big farm cats, who don't know they're cats from the way they shadowed our dog or chase coyotes, they love cuddling up with us any chance they get.

2007-11-05 03:33:25 · answer #9 · answered by Anonymous · 2 0

My most recent adoptee was in a room full of cats seeking homes. Despite the fact that I was with two shelter workers whom I am sure she was familiar with she made a beeline for me and followed me around as I went from cat to cat. She primped and preened and did everything but jump into my arms. When I look back on it I can't believe I actually even considered adopting another cat.

Oh but the classic method was exhibited by my first cat. A stray kitten (6 months) he showed up in my family's yard. After playing with him for a time we began to discuss what to do with him. We discussed. He acted. He walked up to the door and knocked, asking to be let in. That was that!

2007-11-05 03:18:44 · answer #10 · answered by danl747 5 · 2 0

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