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I wanted to adopt a kitten as soon as my allergic roommate moved out of our apartment. The biggest problem: I can’t go into shelters or pet stores because it breaks my heart seeing animals in cages and know I can’t save all of them.
I emailed at least a dozen shelters and humane societies requesting information, with no response. I reached out to a childhood friend who runs a dog rescue to see if she knew of any kitten rescues around. She told me she didn’t, but she knew of a person in Tennessee fostering a kitten. She sent me pictures – it was love at first sight.
Fig (Superman) was transported to Connecticut in a vehicle full of dogs. The original foster mom said to leave him alone in a small room to help him relax after such a traumatic experience.
It took 15 minutes of him crying for me to let him out of the bathroom and five minutes before he jumped up and fell asleep purring next to my face. My heart exploded with happiness in that moment.
After many restless weeks of Fig running around the apartment at 3 a.m., we decided he needed a friend. Mangia (lion) was adopted a few weeks later, even though my boyfriend wasn’t thrilled about having two cats. He’s often caught with at least one of them on his lap when I get home, though. He calls our house Petco because I bring home a new toy almost weekly.
I get sad when I leave them and miss them when I’m away for more than a few hours. Fig sits by the shower until I am done and Mangia head butts me for attention and curls in the nook of my arm, kneading my blanket every night at bedtime. I can’t thank my friends enough for bringing these two fur babies into my life!
Story submitted by Liv L. from Wallingford, Connecticut.
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