Skip to comments.Ever Considered Adopting an Older or Disabled Cat? You Will After Seeing These Comics
Posted on 07/24/2014 7:40:11 PM PDT by Innovative
A New York cartoonist named Brittney creates touching comic strips from the point of view of cats who often get overlooked in the shelter.
I really think you should take home the animal you fall in love with, regardless of physical qualities or age. An animal is going to love you unconditionally, so why put conditions on them?
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This is a great campaign. I “inherited” a very old cat — aged 20— when a relative died. I hardly thought he would survive the car trip home. But he lived on another 14 months, and they were delightful months indeed. He was so articulate in his ability to communicate with humans after so many years, it was uncanny. He could also readily tell who was my blood relative and who was not by their smell, and treated the relatives very familiarly when they visited, even those he had never met before.
What a sweet story! Thanks for sharing.
I still miss that little guy. He was so soft.
Ten years ago this past March we rescued a four year old girl tortoiseshell cat. I know that may not be very old but after over ten wonderful years with her she passed away this evening. My wife named her Bitsie and she was wonderful!
I may be a fifty-something male but after all the death and crap I have seen in my life I have a hard time when this happens, especially with a beloved member of our family.
Sorry to hear about the passing of your cat.
Our pets mean so much to us, that it is hard to lose them.
Last year, I adopted a 15-year-old cat. At 16, she’s healthy and even playful.
I had a female cat show up a few years ago in my barn, always friendly and pregnant. After she had her kittens (none survived ) she took off and I hadn’t seen her for a couple if weeks. Then one morning while I was feeding my animals she walked in the barn and announced her presence with a loud meow. When I looked I had to do a double take, she had a compound fracture of her right rear leg! I scooped her up and rushed her to the vet who amputated the leg at the hip.
She is now in the house and her favorite resting place is on my lap! She will not sit on anyone else’s lap only mine. She knows I will always take care of her and plays me like a rented fiddle. She gets around quite easily but if I’m in the room she makes me pick her up and place her near the food dish on the counter in the laundry room.
People, not so much, but I have yet to lose a wife, and mother went when I was six.
I just want to say to all reading this thread the importance of NOT rejecting the older critters. They need love, and usually have plenty of it for those that treat them right.
We’ve had over forty cats in the thirty-six years we’ve been married, as well over forty dogs. Most we found, or they found us. We’ve spent a lot of time looking for the peoples of many a lost animal with some success, but many we ended up keeping until their day. So many of them we only had a couple of years as they were really old when they came to us, but they were wonderful animals all of them.
The older ones need homes too.
Now that we’re older we prefer the elder animals as we should be around to take care of them until their day. We did somehow end up with Walter, and Petey though. They are only three, but exceptional exceptions. Schnauzer-Poo aka; “Pigpen”. One crazy dawg, and Petey the cat.
Please don’t turn your backs on the older dogs, or cats. Heartbreaks ahead, yes, but they need peoples.
We still have twelve cats. Oldest is twenty years, and down to eighteen, several sixteen, a few eleven, and the youngest is three years (Petey). Only one was picked up at a rescue. All the others were homeless, and came to us from around the valley, or Mrs. RQSR brought from work.
“But, it was the best year of my life. Every day I got to purr for you. Every day I greeted you at the door. Every day I slept by your feet at night. Life was hard before, but my final year made up for all of that.”
Awwwwwww. That says it all.
Condolences on your loss.
They give an unconditional love that is unsurpassed.
She’s got your number ;)
Mt cats manipulate me and make me love it.
I’m so sorry about Bitsie. It’s very tough when we lose our furry buddies (and sometimes they’re almost like our relatives, not just friends). I’m sure you made her life very happy.
Thank you for the condolences. In this family the pets become another member and are loved unconditionally and we spoil them. :-)
We will miss her greatly.
I have lost loved ones throughout my life through just old age and also accidents. I sometimes feel guilty, like right now, because I grieve for our lost pets almost as much as the humans.
Our furkids are family too.
With the last one I had put to sleep, Magic a beautiful blue-eyed Himalayan, I kept looking for her in the same spots she would lay in, for months probably. It was quite depressing that I could stand at the sink without having to straddle her, since she was often on the comfy mat there. They become such an ingrained part of our lives -and hear, that a hole is there when they are gone. They are such a bless that I can’t understand people who are indifferent. Just cold, I guess. Or worse.
You are her angel! There's nothing like a grateful cat.