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By: Alyce Taylor in Turnersville, NJ, USA
Leo, Maine Coon, and Samsun, domestic short hair were both adopted from local shelters. Leo, 2 1/2 at the time, had been given up by his family. Samsun was found as a stray and picked up by the shelter.
Leo is a beautiful Maine Coon, who knows how to pose. I could not pass him by when I saw him in the shelter cage.
It was hard to understand why a family would give him up; that is, until Leo moved in! Leo eats the lint from the floor, which often has cat hair in it. This can create a big problem for him since he already has long hair and many "hairballs"!
He also likes to chew on your clothing, so he does not make a good lap cat; although he definitely wants to be in my lap. It's very trying, but Leo seems to be getting out of these habits a little at a time.... He is on special food from the vet for chronic bowel problems along with medication.
Sami (Samsun) is a DSH all black. The shelter estimated him to be around 2 years old, making him around 5 now; however, based on his teeth the vet suggested he might be more like 7 or 8.
Sami is a great lap cat and very much attached to me. He does, however, love to eat and is constantly trying to get me in the kitchen! From the first time we met each other, he wanted to be right by my side. I knew then that I had to bring him home.
Sami initially had many physical problems--bad teeth and gums, requiring surgery, and chronic constipation--now on medication and doing well. He also had fainting spells, which we were never able to diagnose, however, they went away as quickly as they came.
Needless to say, both Leo and Sami would not have lived long without the medical help they received. I am glad that I have been able to provide them with the care they both needed so desperately.
They are both wonderful companions and I'm so glad to have had them adopt me!
By: Shelly in Texas
I wasn't looking for a cat, let alone the two furballs that hurtled into my life the way they did.
Just a week apart in age (from what the vet and I could estimate), there couldn't be two more different felines around.
The first to come was Frisky, a Maine Coon kitten that nobody else had room for. The old man that had him was going to drown him until my aunt intervened and brought him to me.
The second kitten was Solitaire, a little black stray with a bad case of pneumonia, not weaned, and no experience with humans.
We almost lost Solitaire, but he pulled through and is my constant companion now. Frisky is too, but he just loves everyone and isn't attached to any one person is particular.
Saving these two was worth every bit of work and care.