I have had a cat (named Cleo) for almost fourteen years now,(and since I an 26 years old, that means that she's been in my life for more than half of it). Last year I started noticing her slowing down quite a bit. She stopped jumping in bed at night and was becoming less and less social. I was worried that her health was failind and I wasn't sure how I would
Last September, while I was at work, I found Molly (formerly Muffie; dilute calcio). She was at the Tri-County PetsMart, was only 9 weeks old, and had been born with only a partial back, left leg (which had just been amputated). On my lunch hour I drove to PetsMart to see her and then begged to the people there to hold her just until I got off from work (which I know they aren't supposed to do, but I couldn't resist). I brought her home that same night and all three of them got along great.
It's been six months since Molly joined our family. Since then, the four of us have left the apartment and moved in with my Dad, who id just thrilled to have the "babies" around.
Josie is the most affectionate and the most beautiful cat I have ever seen but maybe I'm partial. Molly is still playful and precocious and strives everyday to think of new ways to be absouutely adorable. And the best news of all is that Cleo's attitude has changed drastically. She will play with the other two (if provoked); she jumps in bed with me again, and is more social than she has been in the last thirteen years!
Thanks so much for looking after my two little girls and bless you for all for what you do. Everyday I am thankful that someone saw how wonderful these cats are and was able to look past their handicap. (which let me tell you, hasn't slowed them down a bit).
Thanks for everything,
Jackie
I am including a picture of both of them that was taken within days of adopting Molly. I don't have a more current one than that, but if I did it would most likely be of the two of them curled up in a heap!
She has one blue eye and one brown eye!
Patty
