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Two winters ago the night of a big snowstorm, my wife and I heard frantic MEOWs coming from one of our tall fir trees. We saw Benji on a limb about 40 feet up. We tried every thing to get Benji to come down with no luck. No help from the local fire department and animal shelter. 9 days passed by with very cold temperatures and continued snow showers. The MEOWs were weaker and weaker. Finally, our local TV news crew (KOMO TV) came to the rescue with a tree climber and camaras. Benji was caught in a burlap bag (not before he climbed higher and higher) and brought down on a rope pulley and given to me. I took Benji, near death, to our cat vet for IV fluids and treatment. We eventually found the owner who didn't want anything to do with him. Benji has been with us for two years now and thinks I'm his mother.
Johnny
Two winters ago the night of a big snowstorm, my wife and I heard frantic MEOWs coming from one of our tall fir trees. We saw Benji on a limb about 40 feet up. We tried every thing to get Benji to come down with no luck. No help from the local fire department and animal shelter. 9 days passed by with very cold temperatures and continued snow showers. The MEOWs were weaker and weaker. Finally, our local TV news crew (KOMO TV) came to the rescue with a tree climber and camaras. Benji was caught in a burlap bag (not before he climbed higher and higher) and brought down on a rope pulley and given to me. I took Benji, near death, to our cat vet for IV fluids and treatment. We eventually found the owner who didn't want anything to do with him. Benji has been with us for two years now and thinks I'm his mother.
Johnny
This is MY baby...his name is Sherlock. I was posting on craigslist and checked out the pets section. For a couple of weeks this family kept looking for his owners then they posted him as a giveaway. He's a full blooded bassett hound who LOVES attention and snacks.....LOTS of snacks--LOL Actually, this is the only dog I have ever seen that liked both my sister and my nephew who live with us. He's a laugh a minute with his sad hound dog eyes and longggg ears that always drag behind him.
I got Poppy from our own Heather.. she rescued her. She was pitiful when I got her.. here is a before and now!
This is Montana. I got her from my cousin, who had mom and dad.
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This is Raleigh. He is a rescue. I adopted him in Oct '03. I drove from New Orleans to Charlotte to get him. Click to view attachment
I never imagined I would end up moving up here 3 years later!
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Two winters ago the night of a big snowstorm, my wife and I heard frantic MEOWs coming from one of our tall fir trees. We saw Benji on a limb about 40 feet up. We tried every thing to get Benji to come down with no luck. No help from the local fire department and animal shelter. 9 days passed by with very cold temperatures and continued snow showers. The MEOWs were weaker and weaker. Finally, our local TV news crew (KOMO TV) came to the rescue with a tree climber and camaras. Benji was caught in a burlap bag (not before he climbed higher and higher) and brought down on a rope pulley and given to me. I took Benji, near death, to our cat vet for IV fluids and treatment. We eventually found the owner who didn't want anything to do with him. Benji has been with us for two years now and thinks I'm his mother.
Johnny
Two winters ago the night of a big snowstorm, my wife and I heard frantic MEOWs coming from one of our tall fir trees. We saw Benji on a limb about 40 feet up. We tried every thing to get Benji to come down with no luck. No help from the local fire department and animal shelter. 9 days passed by with very cold temperatures and continued snow showers. The MEOWs were weaker and weaker. Finally, our local TV news crew (KOMO TV) came to the rescue with a tree climber and camaras. Benji was caught in a burlap bag (not before he climbed higher and higher) and brought down on a rope pulley and given to me. I took Benji, near death, to our cat vet for IV fluids and treatment. We eventually found the owner who didn't want anything to do with him. Benji has been with us for two years now and thinks I'm his mother.
Johnny
awwwww.....
QUOTE(Highenergygirl @ Nov 15 2008, 08:33 PM) [snapback]198379[/snapback]
I got Poppy from our own Heather.. she rescued her. She was pitiful when I got her.. here is a before and now!
Oh my gosh how pretty she is!! I'm so glad she found a good mommy!
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Benji was caught in a burlap bag (not before he climbed higher and higher) and brought down on a rope pulley and given to me. I took Benji, near death, to our cat vet for IV fluids and treatment. We eventually found the owner who didn't want anything to do with him. Benji has been with us for two years now and thinks I'm his mother.
Johnny
Johnny
Johnny that's one of the sweetest stories I've ever read. You've redeemed yourself a little in my eyes.
Now, I don't have any recent pics and I'm too lazy to go find my memory card and batteries for my camera, and sadly enough, the camera itself, so I'll just tell the story of my babies.
I got Max the Wonderdog when my Katie was three years old. I'd had a dream that Katie had fallen off the boat while we were fishing and this black dog with a white blaze on his chest jumped out of the boat and dragged her to shore. Three days later, my cousin's girlfriend at the time invited me to her house, and I went. I knocked on the door and there was the dog in my dream, same blaze, same head, same hair length, everything. I told Kelly he was my dog, and the rest is history. He's been there for me for eight years, and he's had a pretty good life also.
Two of my cats are rescues. My aunt got Seaners a kitty for his fourth birthday who was just a bad fit. Really aggressive male cat, older than he needed to be to fit in with a new family with kids. So, we tried to make it work, but one night I had company over in the middle of summer with the AC broken. We had the windows open, one of the screens had a hole in it and we didn't know, so out he went and we never saw him again. Sean was SO sad for a week that on impulse I told him "Baby, please don't cry, Mommy will get you a new kitty!". Big mistake.
I go looking for kittens, rescued if possible and see an ad in the paper. This lady had a huge bunch of kittens to give away. All rescues, and two siblings. I took the siblings because she fought a guy who had them in the back of a pick-up truck in a pillowcase about to throw them in the river. That tugged my heartstrings. So, fast forward six months, and "Zomg! she's pregnant!". This happened a few times before I realized I was gonna have to get the boy fixed WHILE she was pregnant, otherwise I'd lose my window. So, the last litter she had, I got Ashes fixed. I fell in love (he picked me) with one of the kittens from that batch, and kept him. He now sleeps with me, goes potty with me, "helps" me with my homework, "helps" me cook, sits on the toilet meowing at me while wondering why I'm willingly standing under water when I shower. All in all, I've done good with the animals I have, and they all have a story.
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