Pumpkin has made herself quite comfortable. Whenever she feels I am not paying enough attention to her, she climbs up and lays on top of my paperwork and won’t move. I love her!
Cheers, Kurt and Mike
When I walked into Petco last December, my aim was simply to see something cute and cuddly at the Kitty Kind counter in between work and an appointment I was dreading. Cute, fuzzy, cuddly. As far as I can remember, I wasn’t looking to adopt anything except maybe a more amenable outlook on the world. The first time I saw Sylvie, she surely didn’t see me. She was huddled in her box, face shielded from view, suffering from what a volunteer said was cage-induced anxiety. “She doesn’t show well in the cage,” she told me. Sylvie had a sister, Sweetie, but the two were separated into their own cages, and apparently were not extraordinarily bonded. They were eight years old and had been given to Kitty Kind after their owners had been evicted from their apartment. It’s hard to say what attracted me to Sylvie that first day, but something stuck (maybe it was the photo of her with a tag that read “Sylvie, Ms. Personable”). I returned again and again to catch a glimpse of her and every time I hardly got a peek before she was curled away from sight. A wonderful volunteer finally helped me make the decision to foster Sylvie, who had been in the cage for several weeks without a break.
From the moment she came out of the cage, I’ve honestly never looked back. I did wonder if she would make it out from under the bed, but once she did, my heart opened in ways I can’t even describe. I have the most amazingly creative, cuddly, gregarious, intuitive, sensitive kitty this side of Brooklyn. She sits on my lap while I edit, she bird watches at the window, she entertains friends with amazing laser toy feats, and she sleeps wrapped around my arm. I don’t know how or why and when it happened, but I think it’s a lot like with people, and with love. When you’re not looking, your gut gives your heart a nudge and puts incredible people in your path, like Kitty Kind, to help foster these incredible relationships. Now, we’ve both got to go eat . . . and edit. Thank you Kitty Kind!!
Shooby, formerly known as Mickey, has been such a wonderful addition to our family. His abundance of affection and feisty playfulness has brought so much happiness to our lives. It only took a day for him to warm up to us. When we come home he is always at the door, greeting us with his meows. He is the sweetest cat that I have ever seen. He often puts his arms around me when he sleeps on my tummy. Such a cutie!
We want to thank everyone at Kitty Kind for rescuing this precious cat and giving us the opportunity to spoil him with all that he deserves.”
Thank you so much for checking in! Alaska (new name Neko) is doing great. She is a very sweet, playful, and cuddly girl, and often follows us around the house to see what her people friends are up to. She adapted to our apartment the first day and seems right at home. The feeling is mutual. Her favorite spots include Dan’s pillow, the dining room chairs, and her scratchers. I attached some photos of her first day.
We have been following Davy’s and your advice on healthy wet food twice a day, and the 1/4 cup or less of dry food in between. Again, thank you and all the people at KittyKind for such a wonderful addition to the family. All of the information and support was especially comforting for new cat owners who strive to do the right thing! Send Davy our best wishes and thanks.
Kitty Kind volunteers,
We just lately adopted a three year old Russian Blue from your Petco shelter. After our beloved cat recently passed away at the age of 17 we were too distraught to even think about replacing her. That changed very quickly when we first saw “Roxy” at your shelter. She looked very sad and very much resembled the first cat that we owned, also a Russian Blue. She was older than the other cats which was of no consequence to us. We know older cats are harder to place so we had decided early on that we would look for a mature cat when we adopted next.
Ten years ago my sister, who was also looking to adopt an older, needier cat, fell for one of your cats sporting a note on his cage which read, “Whiskers, strong personality…doesn’t like other cats”. With lots of love and attention “Bogart” turned out to be a loving, playful, well adjusted cat, happily co-existing with another male cat that my sister rescued from the street. They are now one big happy family.
Roxy is a very sweet, delicate, cautious and affectionate cat. We (my husband and daughters) give her tons of loving attention. We really are all nuts about her.
Sincerely, Lola and family