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February 01, 2019


Susan Neace

13 years ago a beautiful feral kitten showed up to eat dinner with a neglected cat we fed who technically belonged to our neighbor. We added another bowl of kibble to the porch offering. It had blue eyes and appeared to be a lynx point Siamese. It became clear it was a female when she came into heat but despite my best efforts I couldn't get close enough to catch her before she got pregnant. We had other cats so the vet cleared her before she came inside. She had 6 kittens we found homes for. Most strays we took in told me their names but she refused, so she is called Girl. She was almost possible to touch, although she was not viscious when we had to catch her
2 years ago we moved to a new house. Surprisingly Girl had bonded with our rescue dog and since Fox wanted constant attention, Girl would come closer and suddenly Girl was in my lap. We went from never touching her to having her always attached. It only took 11 years


Susan, what a lovely story. Girl is lucky to have found you.

Barb Goffman

Kris, you have brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for saving Sammy and allowing her to be a lucky dog who has learned the joy of squeaking toys.

I've had two rescues, both wonderful dogs. Scout, my first, was found abandoned as a puppy. He was adopted by a family, then returned five years later because the parents couldn't keep their kids from treating him poorly. I get angry every time I think how my poor baby must have felt upon being returned as if he were worthless. We met a year later, and I tried every day for the rest of his life to give him the joy he deserved, and he knew. He knew he was safe and loved and would be forever. As with Sammy, you could see it in his eyes. I miss him.


Barb, thanks for sharing Scout's story. I always think of those awful first families as the place-holders until we, the rightful pet parents/friends, are in a place to take them. I bet Scout thought it was worth enduring whatever awful treatment those miserable kids gave him to reach the point when he and you could connect. You were both so lucky to have each other. He's still watching over you.

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