Win Points (Fun Contest)

Ok, I decided I want to give away some of my points, and the best way to do that is to have a contest.

I want to help those who don't have many points, so this is open to those who have 5,000 points or less.

I'm sure most everyone here has read "Chicken Soup for the Pet Lover's Soul", so this is along the same lines.

I want to hear your best touching / heart warming pet story. It can be something you experienced personally, or something someone you know has.

First place will get 3,000 points

Second place will get 1,000 points

And there will be 2 runner up winners who will get 500 points each.

I'll announce the winners on Saturday, June 7, 2008.

Please post your entries here.
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Sorry to be naive, but what are the points used for anyway?

You can use them to buy "gifts" for yourself or others, like the strawberry in your posts, from the "shop menu" above. You can also buy Ribbons to show support for certain causes. You can also use them to enter tournaments in the Arcade, and once it's in place, to buy weekly passes to play the arcade games.

They're just something fun to have and to spend.

A heartwarming pet story that happened to me goes like this...

Last winter my dad's employee Ray found a little stray kitten outside his house. He lives in quite a rough area of the town where nobody really cares for their pets, and if they saw a little kitten they wouldn't think twice about kicking it's head in or running it over in their car, or even setting their dogs loose ont it.
Anyway, Ray decided that as it was winter it would be best to take this kitten in for the moment, so it didn't catch a cold and die. He'd just lost his cat, but the family didn't want another one. So they planned to get rid of it ASAP.
He tried ringing up many different places to find this kitten a place to stay. He phoned the RSPCA who said "Just shove a collar on it and leave it outside and it will be fine", he went down to a cat re-homing centre but the place stank of urine and faeces, so straight away he was put off. He even rang up the place where we got Mitzi and Tabitha from, but they were full to the brim of cats and kittens, and just told him to hold on to it, just like many other places.
This is where I stepped in I had heard about this little kitten (who was named Tilly by Rays' children) and I was asking everybody I knew if they wanted a kitten.

And then there was hope!

One of the science teachers, Miss. Pearce, already had two cats, and was looking for a kitten. She was happy to oblige when I told her about Tilly, and she agreed to come and pick her up and take her home. And if all went well, she would keep her; but if her cats weren't too keen, she would keep her in over winter until a proper loving home could be sorted.
My dad bought Tilly to our house so Miss Pearce could pick her up, as the town where Ray lives is very far from her house, and our house is a short while away from the school. Obviously I was over the moon that Tilly was coming to our house, as that meant I could have a munch of her! She was lovely. A tiny little tabby & white kitten who had the biggest amount of whiskers I've ever seen!

Anyway, Miss Pearce and her boyfriend came round to collect their new little furbaby, so they took her home to meet their cats. it gave me such a warm and fuzzy feeling inside!

Over the next few weeks I was asking how Tilly was, and found out that her new name is Limpet, as she loves to 'hug' you when you pick her up And she has settled in fine with Miss Pearce, and her cats, although now she is the boss of the house!!

That is my heart-warming tale. Awwwwwwww!!

The first one is about my beloved Bushee (RB). When i was little i hated being alone, and i would cry and cry when my parents put me to bed, knowing it would be hours before i fell asleep. One night Bushee walked into my room and layed down next to me. I started singing lullabys to her, and pet her nose to try and get her to fall asleep. Once she was asleep, i knew it was ok for me to fall asleep too. Every night after that i would ask my dad to bring her into my room, and every night i would sing to her and pet her nose till she fell asleep. Some days she would try to walk away, and i would pick her up and bring her back, but she always settled in. Eventually my dad didnt have to bring her in, she would just follow me onto the bed every night. Always there, always letting me put her to sleep. Always comforting me. On any harder nights i have, i wish i still had her to sing to.

I didn´t read that book... ...

Great idea! Keep the stories coming

Alrighty, I'll post mine I suppose!

The night I brought Trina home was exciting; we'd found a breeder who we'd initially thought was respectable. Her website was nice enough, she didn't sound too crazy on the phone, and there was talk of papers from TICA. So we drove twenty miles down south to meet her!

But when we saw her(smelled her first, actually) and realized we'd be looking at kittens out of her car, we realized that this was more like shady business than anything else. Either way, we'd driven so far down, my father and I decided to have a looksie anyway.

The crazy cat lady brought three cats; two beautifully striped sisters named "Fah Tso" and "Fah Twan"(say it out loud and you'll see why I was appalled) and a third kitten, a creme point, who was so insignificant to the Crazy Cat Lady that she didn't even have a name. The two sisters sat mutely, without a glance toward anything even when I jiggled a jangling toy above their head; the tiny white kitty, however, was always at attention, her eyes full of life and curiosity.

She was a timid little thing, scared and crying, but at least she responded to her surroundings. She was a mere slip of a cat compared to the beauteous sisters, pale and blonde and terrified.

After looking at the lady and the conditions in which these kittens had been brought, I couldn't just leave the unnamed kitten with her; what would happen to her? So we took a chance with her and took her home.

The first night, she was terrified, but not so scared that I couldn't love her until she was purring and playing. We played a game of Hide and Seek, where I'd leave the room, come back five minutes later and find where she'd hidden, then love her and play with her until she was content once more! After an hour or two of this, she stopped hiding, instead greeted me at the door, and was the most snuggly, affectionate cat ever after.

One month later, trouble was brewing. Her stomach had swollen to astronomical proportions, and I was terrified that my sweet 6 month old kitten had some sort of protozoa or worm infection, despite having her checked out the month prior. Naturally, we rushed her to the vet.

She wasn't six months old; she was eleven months, and she was pregnant. Boy, did we have a few questions for the Crazy Cat Lady.

Fast forward two weeks(three days before her first birthday) and she'd given birth to five beautiful kittens, two boys and three girls. They grew up so fast! Despite how young Trina was, nearly a kitten herself, she loved them and mothered them amazingly well. I remember the day they learned to walk, then the day they learned to run, how they'd come when I'd call (especially her sweet little boy, Indy), the way they'd pile in a heap on top of me only to be joined by their mother; their first sip of water(and how they sneezed since they didn't know not to inhale); their first bite of food.

Then the day came when I had to say goodbye; First to Rusty(a boy), to a family with a little girl who positively ADORED kitties--he was her first. Second, Jackie, a girl, to a family of five who needed a companion for their 6 month old kitten. Third, Abby, to a mother who'd recently watched her last child leave the "nest". Fourth, Cordi, to a newly wed couple. And lastly, my little Indiana Jones, who I cried over for a week after and who still brings tears to my eyes when I think of him, to an woman who'd just retired and needed a companion to keep her company. I knew all of them had gone to good, wonderful people who could afford the best of care, who would spay/neuter them, and who would cherish my Trina's darlings more than anyone else.

Afterwards, I did a little more research on the Crazy Cat Lady; many of her cats are practically feral, and she has to catch the "feral" boys, and then takes them to a shelter; most are so ill-socialized that they are not adoptable, and thus are immediately euthanized. The girls, especially beauties like Jackie, would be used to breed litter after litter until they couldn't any longer; she was a backyard breeder.

Trina has since been spayed and is now a happy, well-adjusted sweetheart cuddle-kins.

By taking a chance on the timid little white kitten, I saved her life, as well as the lives of Jackie, Rusty, Abby, Cordi, and Indy, and the hundreds of offspring that would have undoubtedly been produced, and then meaninglessly destroyed.

Fate can be tricky sometimes; it gave me to her, and her and her children to me. I will always be thankful.

Originally Posted by save_adopt

The first one is about my beloved Bushee (RB). When i was little i hated being alone, and i would cry and cry when my parents put me to bed, knowing it would be hours before i fell asleep. One night Bushee walked into my room and layed down next to me. I started singing lullabys to her, and pet her nose to try and get her to fall asleep. Once she was asleep, i knew it was ok for me to fall asleep too. Every night after that i would ask my dad to bring her into my room, and every night i would sing to her and pet her nose till she fell asleep. Some days she would try to walk away, and i would pick her up and bring her back, but she always settled in. Eventually my dad didnt have to bring her in, she would just follow me onto the bed every night. Always there, always letting me put her to sleep. Always comforting me. On any harder nights i have, i wish i still had her to sing to.

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How awesome is that?? That's a winner for sure!!

Keep them coming. You still have a few days

I am sad more people aren't doing this! Was looking forward to reading stories. =(
Maybe you should make it for everyone, and not just us point-poor people!

I'm disappointed that only 3 people entered

Since there were so few entries, and I couldn't pick one over another, I've decided to declare everyone a top winner and award 3000 points to all of the entrants!

Congrats and thanks for taking the time to tell us your "Chicken Soup" story

darn I missed it

yay! Thankyou! That's very nice and fair of you

You're very welcome.

Mer636, since you posted on the day that I awarded the points, if you post a story I'll give you 3,000 points too

thank you!!!!

well you guys have all heard how my bf and I decided to adopt our tiger and pepe from the S.P.C.A as well as petsave because we wanted to give rescued cats another chance but I haven't told you guys about the dog that my parents have now

When I was younger my grandfather lived next to this house that had a family living there but the father would yell at everyone including this small fluffy husky puppy that they left in the garage.

The puppy was left there day and night no matter what the weather (thats why she shakes uncontrollably now when there is a thunderstorm) and when she did something wrong he would hit her with a piece of wood that he had in his garage.

I noticed this little bundle of fur one day cowering under the guy's truck and my mother use to talk the the guy's wife and she was saying that they were going to get rid of the dog so my sister and I asked if we could go over and pet her.

This went on for about a week and a half to two weeks with my sister and I begging our parents to take this dog since everytime we went over she would jump up and cuddle us

Finally my parents gave in after the promises of "we'll feed her everyday and walk her and brush her!" so we went over there and took her home with us and as soon as she left the guys house she was wagging her tail and squirming until she got to our house and promptly was surprised to go from such a small area to play in to a whole acre of land to roam around on!

She was just shy of a year then and now she lives with my parents at the ripe age of 14 and is spoiled like you wouldnt believe!!

thats her peeking around a corner

and her being the cuteness self wanting to get inside the house

What a great story. 3000 points are on their way