Another week has gone by and TW hasn't done anything blogable. I'm thinking of firing her and finding someone who will give me some great blogging material. Anyhoo, for lack of better bloggable material, let me post on Adopt-A-Less-Adoptable-Pet Week.
For those not in the loop, Adopt-A-Less-Adoptable-Pet was launched three years ago after a disturbing study showed that approximately 95% of shelters and rescue groups have a harder time finding homes for certain pets, such as seniors, big black dogs, black cats, adult cats or pets with medical problems. Now I don't consider myself a less-adoptable pet, but certain peeps might.
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| My mug shot |
When the peeps went to adopt me, the staff told them that Moggies—otherwise know as alleys, tabbies, domestic shorthairs—are the most overlooked cats at adoption events. Everyone comes in and immediately makes a beeline toward the Persians, Maine coons, and any cat that looks exotic. The peeps were no different. TW spied a gray and white long-haired girl named Ashanti she took a liking to, while Pop was coddling a 10-year-old Maine coon. In the end, they compromised and took an exotic-looking moggie—Me. As we found out this year, I've got some Russian Blue blood in me, but I'm still a moggie at heart. I do believe, though, that Gunther, the Maine coon, would've come home with me, if his sign hadn't said that he wanted to be an only cat. If truth be known, the only reason they were at that adoption day event, was to adopt me after seeing my profile on PetFinder.com. The sign on my cage proclaiming that I was a
Biting Cat didn't deter them one bit. One thing they didn't count on was how misleading that sign was. "Play biting" really meant feral. For the first year, the peeps had me, they couldn't pet me more than 3 strokes before I went for them in a big way. I bit as hard as I could and scratched as deep as I could. Yet, I followed them around like a (ugh) puppy dog and let them sleep in their bed with me. Anyone else might've returned me, but the peeps were determined to domesticate me. To some extent, they have and they haven't stopped patting themselves on the back for it. At a moment notice, they'll coo "You are sooo worth it, CK." Then I'll turn around and bite them. I blow hot and cold. Sometimes I'll purr and rub all over Pop and let TW furminate me. Other times, I frustrate them by leaping at TW with claws and teeth bared. Pop will never return me to the shelter—no matter what. I can't say the same about TW, but I'd have to bet she wouldn't
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| Isn't Maggie adorable? |
There are other kinds of Less Adoptable Cats out there too. Take
Maggie, a gray and white domestic short hair that A Call 4 Paws has for adoption. Due to circumstances out of her control, Maggie only has one eye; but she's luckier than her sister, who's totally blind. Linda has Maggie's sister at her house while Maggie is living at their cat sanctuary in Pennsylvania since there's curently no vacancies at Linda's house. Maggie and her sister have a ton of love to give if some kind sole will give them a furever home. All Maggie axs for is a chance to prove that she's a normal cat in every way. For more information on these adorable cats, email acall4paws@aol.com or call 201-736-6625 and inquire about them. Wouldn't you like to take home a blue-eyed cutey like her?
I'd like to end this post by giving
THREE BIG CHEERS to
@Staffpurrson who was adopted by
MadelynTheCat, who's very sick with heart disease or cancer, and the all-black
SerenaTheCat. Both are senior cats. You rock!
MadelynTheCat was helped to the Rainbow Bridge yesterday. She had inoperable lung cancer that spread throughout her body. RIP, sweet kitty. Our thoughts and purrayers go out to Staffpurrson.
In addition, look at all my DNA in this Pledge contraption that TW uses to clean up my pillow in the morning. I'm going to need someone to teleport over to keep me warm once the winter starts.
