“Her Engine Was Meowing…”

One of the most wonderful things about putting my art out in the world is that in return I meet some of the most wonderful animal-loving people, and I hear incredible stories of love and compassion. LB, the winner of the “Are You Looking at Me?” giclée mentioned her love of black cats in her post and her e-mail and I asked her to tell me the names of her kitties, and then she told me how she had rescued each of them from certain death.  

“My cats have two very unique stories, but I actually have 4 cats and 1 dog. I love all my pets, but I never see anything just for black kitties. I think they get ignored so many times in shelters, because they don’t have a special mark, or coloring.

“All my pets have special stories, but I think my two black cats are very lucky to be alive. I hold a special place in my heart for all black kitties because of that.

“My older black kitty is named Midnight. He loves to snuggle and play even though he is about 9 years old. We had to get another kitty when he was little because he was the monster cat. He would get into trouble if he didn’t have constant play. I originally got him in North Dakota where my mother lives. A lady took her car into a dealership my friend worked at and said her engine was meowing. The mechanics found him with singed fur, and gave him to a cop to take and be put down. I stepped in and adopted him quickly.  He had nothing wrong with him, except for some burnt fur on his left side. I wanted to name him Batcat (because he was crazy and would fly at you), but since my mom was my official pet sitter at the time, I let her name him Midnight.

“Troopy, actually named Trooper, because of her strong nature, was found outside of my house one summer. My husband let our dog out in the yard, and my dog was the one that found this little ball of fluff. She was only about 4 weeks old, crying. She had infected eyes, and we figured the mom might be rejecting her, because of her infection. I took her in, fed her some kitten’s milk through a bottle and cleaned her eyes. I didn’t think of it at the time, but I was the first thing she saw. I kept thinking maybe her mom would show up, but never did. When I took her to see the Vet for the first time, I found out she had a little bit of a deformed paw. She runs more like a bunny and because of her differences I was afraid no one would adopt her. After everything she went through, I just couldn’t give her up for adoption. To this day she still snuggles my neck and purrs if I act like I am licking her, even though she is now 5 years old. I am sure I will always be ‘mom’ to her.”

If these two black cats had to end up homeless, I’m so glad Midnight was in the right place at the right time and Trooper found the best back yard to be abandoned in.

I love to share rescue stories; when the need to rescue homeless pets and all animals comes to feel overwhelming it’s good to be reminded that there are good and loving people everywhere.

And I’m so glad to know a print of one of my beloved black cats will be in this home as well.

Photos were provided by the rescuer.

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