Your Pet's Rescue Story
I was at a PetSmart buying food for our cat, and stopped by to say hello to the cats that usually are there for adoption - something I always do. Apparently there was an adoption weekend and these were the "leftovers." When I got to Smokey's crate, he immediately rolled to his side and started to knead his paws in my direction, as if to lure me in. I took a video (still have it), where you can hear me mutter "why do I torture myself," knowing my husband—a self proclaimed "dog guy"—is good with the one cat we already have. But how can I resist this little guy and his paws reaching out to me? He was already vaccinated, neutered and microchipped. I sent the vid to my husband who was in his peak busy work mode. He called several hours later and said, "cute cat, what's the story?" I told him, and then we chatted about regular stuff like how our day went. Before we hung up he said, "You want the cat don't you? Why don't you go get him?" Not sure which happened more quickly, me hanging up with him and calling PetSmart to see if Smokey was still there, or my subsequent drive in rush-hour traffic to retrieve the kitten. That was in October, Smokey was just 5 months old and 5lbs. He's now just over a year old, 13lbs and such a wonderful addition to our family, I can't imagine our home without him. He's quirky, smart and lovable. I don't know how shelters can afford to do so much for so little, but we are grateful for all they do for these animals.