no spam, unsubscribe anytime.
Our most inspiring stories come from you, our clickers. We love hearing about your rescued, adopted, beloved pets. Please click the button below to share your story with the world!
I've been adopting animals for years. I even got a horse from the local shelter. I went in to get one cat after the one I had died of an abcess in her chest, but these two picked me and my sons. They were both from the streets, but now they have a warm bed to sleep on and they dominate the house. They're the most loving cats I've ever had, and they get along really well together. They're best friends to me, and to each other. I can't imagine my life without them.
When I read the story of Mya, it reminded me of Bynx. My daughter brought this adorable adult male cat home, Feb 2012,from a place in Providence, RI. He, like Mya, had the seepage from one of his eyes. He also had a hurt paw, thin, and looked abused on the left side of his face. The pic I've posted is what he looked like, when we took him in.We didn't know if he'd been kicked or what, but what a mess, the poor guy. Because we had 2 female cats, I was a bit reluctant to take him in. My daughter's friends said that one of them would take him as soon as they could. Well, I kept checking with each of them, and neither of them could take him in...teens...surprise, surprise..not! They shared the story with me of the guy at the arena in Providence telling them that the cat hung there all the time, and no one knew where he belonged. Anyway, I happened to become attached to him, daughter named him Bynx (we didn't know his name, but he seemed to like that one). We/I got him well, fed, and he flourished into a very healthy male. He was so lovable to begin with, and even after posting him as "found", no one claimed him. I sadly just had to find him a new home, because of the nasty owner of this complex (who, by the way said that animals "are" allowed). Now I wonder what condition Bynx is in, I don't remember the name of the couple who took him in. I know the owners of the other "4" cats, but not our Bynxy. He's missed greatly, so I might post him back on craigslist to see if we can get him back.
I discovered Rocky through a dog rescue site. I try not to go to those because I want to save all the dogs. Over two weeks I kept thinking about him and when I went back to look again, he was on the "hurry" list. He didn't have much time left. I went to meet him and he was quiet, cold and distant. He is a chow mix without a drop of aggression in him. He looked so sad, I had to have him. Three days after I brought him home, he blossomed into a puppy. So full of love, joy and playfulness. I already love the handsome boy. I am so lucky.
On January 25, 2013 we adopted a JRT Pug mix named Razor. He was as sweet as could be. We took him home and he loved it. About 2 months later, we have a set up in the backyard with jumps, hoops, tables, etc. It was my sister's idea to have a show, so we are going to have one on the 21st of April. We titled it as "Razor the Runaway Circus Dog". We still need to practice our routine but he knows all the tricks we are performing. All the money we earn from it is going to PFL, where we adopted him, for donations. Also, my dad is going to get a video tape so we can post it on Youtube so others can enjoy what our shelter puppy can do!
My "Tank" is a paws rescue, When I went to adopt an older cat I thought I would just find a regular sized kitty. Wrong ! This 20 pounder had been living in a 4'x4' cage for 2 months! The lady opened the door and said "come on out Diego", I looked down and said " No that's a tank" and he looked up at that moment and he came to a new home with a new name and a weight loss diet. At his 1 year check up he had gained 3 pounds. I was shocked! He had been stealing the dog's food when I was away. Now no one's food is left out when I leave the house. Hopefully the next check up will find him lighter. A sweet very vocal wall-eyed flame point Siamese mix who purrs instantly when touched. He's very loving. I couldn't have found a better tempered pal.
My mom found Scamper during the summer of 2007 when he was only a few weeks old. He and his siblings were hanging around a bush by the side of a road. He was the only gray kitten in the litter, and he was also the only one who begged for my mom's attention. So she brought him to our house that we were actually in the process of moving out of at that point. He immediately made himself at home, exploring, sleeping, and getting to know all of us. He was such a cute, scrawny little kitten, and he definitely knew how to play. He also knew how to make himself comfortable. One of the first things I noticed about him was that he liked to stretch out and even lay on his back while he slept, which I had never seen a cat do before. He was obviously very comfortable in his new home and we liked him a lot, so we decided to keep him. Despite our already having a very dominating, territorial female cat who had scared off all other cats who entered her domain, Scamper decided to stay. He didn't get scared off. Not ever. We brought him with us to our new duplex that we moved into, and we've had him ever since. Of our two cats, he is definitely the house cat. The other one stays outside for the most part. Scamper prefers to sleep most of the time, either on my bed, my MOM'S bed, or the couch. But he also loves to play still. He also loves attention, as is evident by his frequent meowing at me to get it. He is definitely not scrawny anymore, he has a pretty good belly on him. But he's definitely not fat. He's just a healthy house cat. Scamper and I have become very good friends since the day my mom brought him to our old duplex. In my humble opinion, he is the greatest cat who ever lived. And he is definitely the greatest furry friend I have ever had :)
It started in 2007 with Mr. Big, a pure bred Rat Terrier who showed up in our yard on the Fourth of July. We searched for months to find his owners but soon came to realize that he was probably unwanted due to some emotion problems. His healing was drastically helped in 2008 by a half Jack half greyhound puppy we named Scully. At 10:PM one night my daughter called me up begging to take a puppy her co-worker was taking to the pound the next morning. She was only 4 months old and a roly-poly ball of energy. Next came Mini in 2011, she was at a rescue and featured on the front page of the local newspaper and yet no one else responded to her little terrier Corgi mix face. She is the sweetest girl I have ever known. When I saw Max also in 2011 on the petfinder site I had to get him even though he was in another state. He was another pure bred Rattie (a Decker) with severe emotional problems. Our newest baby is Hurley, a little bit terrier and a lot of everything else, again a petfinder find in 2012. These five have become our children. I can’t imagine life without any one of them. They have given us so much. It amazes me that these were dogs no one wanted. Each one of them is a piece of my heart.
On April 23rd 2012, our beloved German Shepard girl, Nina died in my arms at 13 1/2 years old. She was my daughters first dog, and our first dog as a family. I was raised with dogs since I was 7. Losing one is never easy, and I think about each and everyone of them. But losing my Nina hit me hardest. So hard, that I was sure I couldn't handle the heart ache, therefore, was not going to have another dog.
My husband and daughter however, had different plans. My daughter couldn't bare the emptiness of the house and suggested that we adopt a dog. I said I wasn't ready. My husband kept leaving info of various dogs from different shelters strategically placed for me to see.
Finally, after my daughters pleading, we took a ride to a no-kill shelter. After looking at several cute dogs, I just wasn't feeling it and much to my daughters dismay, I wanted to leave. The director of the shelter asked me to look at one more dog who was actually born at the shelter 5months prior.
My daughter begged so I said ok. All I remember from that moment on was a bundle of boundless energy running into the room and leaping into my daughters lap. Well as you may have guessed, I fell for him! Since adopting Loki, we also got another German Shepherd, a boy this time, & very different from my Nina. Not a day goes by that I don't think of her, but adopting my little guy Loki has been the best way to heal my once very broken heart.
We had a kitten and older Tom coming to house to eat. Both were scared of people so food was put outside for a few weeks . We trapped the kitten and had her spayed, she is really scared and has 4 of our other rescued cats to get used to. As soon as we can ,we will try to trap the Male and have him neutered . He has extra toes and I hope he will be easier to tame then the female kitten. .
I think the male had a home but the female's Mother must of had kittens after she was dropped off and this is only one survived.
People that drop off cats should be found and charged.
Bandit had a rough start to his short life. He was first owned by a Chinese exchange student who gave him to the owner of a Chinese restaurant when she returned to her own country. The restaurant owner's wife was subsequently in a horrible car accident that left her both mentally and physically impaired. Because the man had so much to attend to, his invalid wife, two small children and two restaurants, he had no time for the little dog. Bandit was put in a small cage and almost forgotten. He stayed in that small cage for about a year. Seldom walked or played with and fed sporatically. When I got him, he was just a small bag of bones. Two weeks later, he now weighs in at 10.9 pounds, has a healthy looking coat and is just a bundle of pure love. He has stollen all our hearts, including that of my older doxey, Nutty. Bandit has finally found his permanant home.