We are joining Cat On My Head's Blog hop today to celebrate our "GOTCHA" day and 4 years of living with our human in Connecticut.
Before that we were "shelter kitties" But In December 2012 our human, needing furrrballs like us in her life came to get us! We spent the first night in a luxuriously appointed room with soft rugs & great TUNA. By morning we were raring to go explore the rest of the house. Here we are, 1 1/2 years old, on our first morning "jaunt."
We weren't always so lucky. We had two OTHER humans in New York City before during the first year of our life. We thought they loved us and we became loving and sweet-natured animals, very demonstrative. THEN ONE DAY they put in cages & took to a cold depressing building, They said it was for
|Paprika in Shelter|
Maybe they thought since we had gorgeous ginger and black coloring and fabulous stripes we'd get adopted right away. But no one came to get us and day after day went by. My sister Paprika caught the sniffles while we were waiting. We were beside ourselves with grief and terror. Finally the shelter (called NYACC decided we were "unadoptable" and put us on a list called "Death Row" - a list naming all cats to be killed the next morning.
We were lucky and captured the hearts of many! After a brief time (which didn't feel short to us) we were "pulled" from our near fate by a devoted rescue organization. She nursed us back to health and brought us to live in a
big white house in Connecituct. There were about 40 other cats but we were allowed to roam free and hang out near sunny windows while waiting for our forever homes. Then we met our human, Carol. She fell in love with me on the internet after seeing my picture. "I must have that cat!" she thought... So she found the white house in Granby, Connecticut and met ME.
|Peaches in Granby Cathouse trying to attract potential adopters|
Love, Peaches the cat
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