Hi! I'm new here, and I found this page while searching for opinions on different cat foods after I got some mixed messages from stores. I wanted to tell you a little bit about my Roxy. She's from the SPCA, and she's a Maine Coon. She's two years old and was surrendered when she was a year old. She spent 6 months in the SPCA (we don't euthanise in my city) before we found her. My husband was reluctant to get a cat because he's never had a pet, but I grew up with them and missed their sweet purrs, and their fur smell, and sandpaper tongues. He agreed that after the wedding, we could get ONE. I knew ONE was it but MAN is that hard to remember when you're in the shelter. Anyway, Roxy was in a cage in the very bottom left hand corner of the room, and one of 160 kitties that month. She was very quiet and hidden at the back of the cage and it was very easy to miss her. I saw a little laminated sign on her cage and it said, "Volunteers, please spend a little extra time with me. I'm shy but I like people. I don't like other cats." I then noticed she'd been declawed, and then I saw her age. The reason she'd been let go was because she "didnt' get along with other cats". Well, DUH! I felt really sad for her, and asked if I could see her. She was so beautiful with her big green gold eyes and long soft fur, and when she reached her little paw out to me I knew she was mine.
The minute we brought her inside, we were hers. She had NO trouble with the litter box, eats whatever food we buy happily, plays for hours, loves my 4 year old nephew and charms everyone who meets her. She can never go outside because she has no natural defences, so we try to play with her as much as we can. She loves moving lights and has the sweetest, tiniest little chirp of a meow. I would NEVER give her up in a million years and don't understand how anyone could. She is the neatest cat in the world.
Plus, my husband is now a reformed cat-lover.
The minute we brought her inside, we were hers. She had NO trouble with the litter box, eats whatever food we buy happily, plays for hours, loves my 4 year old nephew and charms everyone who meets her. She can never go outside because she has no natural defences, so we try to play with her as much as we can. She loves moving lights and has the sweetest, tiniest little chirp of a meow. I would NEVER give her up in a million years and don't understand how anyone could. She is the neatest cat in the world.
Plus, my husband is now a reformed cat-lover.
