Hello, My name is Sonic. I am a kitten around 10 months old and have been very fortunate to find the most wonderful forever home, however my brother has not been as lucky. What makes me so special and him not? We were both born into this world as happy go lucky kittens, safe and secure with our mother at our side. Then, one terrible day, we were gathered up by the big creature that gave mom her food. They crowded us into a small dark box with our siblings on a chilly night and taken away from the only home we ever knew. Mom howled for us, and we all cried back, but it was not long before moms howls where lost and nothing would be the same. After being jostled around in this box for some time, we were suddenly still again and all was quiet. We were terrified. As our box was opened a while later the only defense we had in our terrified state was to puff up as big as we could and hiss for our lives. It did not take any of us too long to learn that this new place was not too bad and we settled into our new life in a cage, however we missed our old freedom and our mother's guidance. There were a lot of other cats around, and many were sick, we all soon too became ill, and those who cared for us did their best to nurse us back to health, despite our hatred for the awful pills they tried to give us. As we got better some of my siblings were adopted, but there was still to many cats around, and those of us that remained got sick again. It had became a vicious cycle, get sick, get better, put on our best coat and antics for potential adopters, get sick again and start over. I was lucky, as when I was feeling better someone took me home with them. Once adopted, I was given the freedom of a large house to play in, other cats, and even some dogs to play with (strange creatures they are). After spending a good part of my kitten-hood in a cage, I make the best of my new found freedom. I have made it my duty to investigate anything new and when I am tired of making trouble it is time to find a soft comfortable spot to crawl up in and sleep, whether it be a dog bed, computer chair, or a lap.
Back at the shelter however, the cycle continued for my remaining
brother, and his life continued to remain in a cage. While I am happy to
report that many of the homeless cats at the shelter have been adopted,
my brother is one of the unlucky ones who remain. With the shelter no
longer overcrowded, the cycle has stopped and almost all the cats are
recovered. My brother is healthy and remaining that way. For the first
time in his life he is allowed out of his cage and has been given some
freedom in a room with others who are allowed into an outside pen at
their will as well. However, he still requites more freedom and more
human companionship then can be allotted to a single cat with so many
others around. Thus, I beg that someone will come by and give my brother
the chance at life that he deserves. I can promise you he will fill
your life with entertainment and love.
I also would like to ask
all of you who read this post to spay and neuter your pets, and if you
come across a stray in need of a home, first try to find them a home
yourselves through friends and family. Too many people bringing in
litters of kittens and strays is causing overcrowding in shelters, and
this in turn causes shelter sickness to spread, making it more difficult
to find homes. We feel sickness too, and feel just as icky as you might
when you're sick. Please help keep us healthy, and help us find homes
where we will love, and be loved, its all we ever wanted.
Created by long time volunteers of the Shelter, and photos brought to you by
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