I have just been loving these past 4 pages, inhaling the sweet stories of wonderful pets, past and present, and soaking up all the love coming out of the posts through my monitor.
Bless you everyone for your kindness to your pets; big, small, fluffy, silky, quiet, loud, and just funky!
I have had to restrain my self the last 24 hours. The news showed a kitten rescue that has stolen my heart. A small tabby kitten was discovered under the hood of a car, after it started. It's been very cold and this is not unusual. The poor little guys' hind leg was caught in the fan belt, but the car owner rushed him to animal rescue. The lady on duty picked up the little seriously injured kitten. He look right at her and purred. She could not euthenize him, as she normally would have had to.
She called her supervisors and got approval to get him into emergency surgery. All the surgeons were so amazed at this little tabbys fortitude and energy, they donated their services to a tune of $1,000. The kitten is now doing incredibly well in rehab trying to figure out how to go from here to there on three little legs. He has no name yet, but suggestions are Tricycle or Rolly. Undoubtedly there will be line-ups to adopt him.
Also, a local small rescue group, who saved Mr. Tootles and his family, has too many kittens fostered out and have requested help through the media. They will be at the Petsmart tomorrow where Tootles took my heart. I am wanting to go and get 2 more kittens.
My family and sweetie are so worried that I really might do it. It's very hard not to take them home, once they are in yours arms purring. I know I could even get one kitten, but I've never had two from the same litter and I think that would only be fair.
Gracie will have her nose out of joint for sure, and Mr. Tootles might just sit on one by mistake. He's 16 pounds.
Now I need somebody to keep me at home so I don't go and get 2 more kittens.