28/02/2023
has apparently grown to include out of several things that happened in our personal life. This is our story on how we ended up with 3 cats and 3 dogs. (The partridge in a pear tree is pending and at this point I would not be surprised!)
There are a lot of stray cats around our home, and we typically see these cats and their kitty babies on the regular.
We had one, I started calling that moved in under the bush next door. Both my husband and I would feed her and her three cute little babies. Then one day she disappeared 😔
I think about her and those little babies often.
Then our was taken right out of our front yard under cover of darkness. I was absolutely inconconsolable. 😭
After about a week my husband decided a new puppy would cheer me up. She became and gave me PLENTY to do but I still missed my Jax.
My husband got him for me in February 2018, as we were finalizing our plans to move in together, which we did, officially, September 10, 2018. In October 22, 2018, we got married and I left Canton, Ohio for the last time as a Stark County, Ohio resident.
One month before we got married, September 2018, an ill-conceived used refrigerator purchase introduced mice into our menagerie 😳😡and that is where I drew the line! I demanded a🐈 to get rid of the mice, if for no other, reason for the smell of the predator to deter mice. I wanted a kitten. I'd actually asked my mother in law could I borrow one of her kittens (like it was a cup of sugar or something). She refused as well she should have. It took a month but we found a 10-week old black kitty, named him Lee Bradford on the way home September 30, 2018. This is the talking-est cat you ever did see. He inspired me to join the World of TikTok because other people needed to see this cat reprimanding me in a daily basis.
Jax was my security. I had, and still have a Chihuahua/ Pomeranian that looks like a "Long-necked" Jack Russell Terrier 🤣 my husband says ferret but whatever. His name is Reginald Bert McTuff-Puppy the third. (No there was no original or second). He's a trendsetter 😂🤣🤣
Bert (the PomChi was grandfathered in. As my Domestic Violence Survivor emotional support pet he taught me how to love, trust and care for a living thing again. I used to take him with me to work because he was so tiny. Then somebody reported me and he was no longer allowed in the store 😔
We received a call from the Humane Society one week later. Jax was chipped, and some nice family picked him up off the highway one mile from our front door! He'd been thrown from a moving vehicle, struck by a car and would've died alone on the side of the road if this family hadn't stopped to save him. 🥺😭
The family turned him over because he showed no improvement after a week. I was in no way prepared for the condition he was in when we got to the Humane Society to collect him.
Twenty days prior, he was a good, stocky, 70lbs, I didn't recognize the mangled, emaciated, animal they had rescued. My husband recognized him immediately, I told him that little dog was not my Jax. He recognize us and immediately perked up and barked wildly.
I don't think I have ever cried harder, in public, for "an animal" in my life. Jax and I had an extremely contentious relationship. He wasn't a bad dog just high energy and Michigan winters with a high energy pet is
It has taken a year of but we brought him back from the brink of the 🌈 🌉 But he clearly had PTSD and the cost for treating that is going to be considerable.
Also, in October 2022 we welcomed Felix Sylvester "PePe LePew" into our humble home, completely by accident. I went outside and realized must have followed me out, so I very sternly said, "Come here Phantom!" and he came right to me. As soon as I picked him up, those huge brown eyes said . "I couldn't put the tiny kitten down. He walked right up to me. He let me pick him up."
These are the exact words I spoke to my husband when I came in the house. He just looked at me and shook his head.
Less than a month later an even smaller black kitty followed my husband home. Because he was so small, my husband didn't notice him until he was in the house. This tiny little critter was weaving between his feet and he called me downstairs.
I gave my husband naming rights for this one and he dubbed him and it was so. 🗡🤺
I washed him, took him to the vet and we were 6 - and that's enough.
Sunday of this past week, ANOTHER kitty, this one was not black walked right up to him. He sat down she crawled up into his lap and of course he called me. I brought her food and water. As soon as he pulled her off of him, I realized her belly was swollen. Thus was a girl 😺 and she was "with child".
So here we are, I have no time to add another facet to the work I do with The LaStraw, Inc. however the healing power of pets is well documented but I also have my own anecdotal evidence based on personal experience to support introducing and work into our daily operations.
Strays congregate in low-income areas. A trap n release program will keep the "mice gargoyles" present without increasing the risk of increasing the pet population. I'm doing God's 's and 's work
