My name is Anna (25), and my screen name (LuvCCC) stands for my three cats: Cally, Cage, & Cruz.
Cally (solid black DSH, spayed female, 2004) has been with me since she was 7 weeks old. I brought her home from a neglectful family - she was a very shy and malnourished little girl, now she is a shy and over-nourished girl. She is very bonded with me and afraid of almost everyone she meets, although her confidence is returning now that we have moved into the new house, and she has more control of her space. She sounds alot like a pigeon: crroo-crroo-prrrow?
baby Cally
Cally being silly
Cally posing
Cage (black & white "pinto" DSH, neutered male, 2005) has been with me since I rescued him as a 6 week old kitten from the local drug house. The people had been throwing the kittens around, kicking them, feeding them scraps of cheese and sandwich meat - the litter box was BLACK, so gross. The kittens and Mama were finally tossed outside and lived under the back porch until I found out what was happening. I also rescued his little tuxedo littermate at that time (Paige) who was severely underweight and terrified. She went to the local cat rescue group and was adopted almost immediately. Cage is a volunteer Pet Therapist at the hospital in town; he is leash and harness trained, fetches, sits, waves, shakes a paw, etc. He likes to yell at me. Alot. Loudly.
baby Cage
Cage wearing his harness
Cage with little sister, Cruz
Cruz (chocolate point w/white Snowshoe Siamese, spayed female, 2006) is my newest furball, and the last cat to join the family. She is still quite the "juvie" (teenager), has tons of energy, and is a very striking girl. She was purchased from a breeder in town by the "Jones" family, who gave up on her for whatever reason and gave her away to the "Smith" family. The Smith Family threw her outside when they discovered cat allergies, and she was picked up about a week later by the local animal control people. I fostered her at first, but after only a few days, I was smitten, and so she stayed. When she came to my home, she had a pink collar with rhinestones (too tight) and several feet of string wrapped around her tiny neck - they were digging into her flesh - we had to cut them off, and she had a scar for weeks. This has since healed perfectly. There was a heavy 4" wooden cross hanging from the string. "Cruz" means "the cross bearer" in Spanish. Her voice is very soft and kitten-ish; she loves to chat.
Cruz as a kitten
Cruz with big brother, Cage
My cats are the love of my life. They have been with me through all the tears and trials of the past few years, they are ever-faithful and forgiving, they are my pride and joy. I dont know what I would do without them.
I am looking forward to chatting about cats with fellow feline fans.
Cally (solid black DSH, spayed female, 2004) has been with me since she was 7 weeks old. I brought her home from a neglectful family - she was a very shy and malnourished little girl, now she is a shy and over-nourished girl. She is very bonded with me and afraid of almost everyone she meets, although her confidence is returning now that we have moved into the new house, and she has more control of her space. She sounds alot like a pigeon: crroo-crroo-prrrow?
baby Cally
Cally being silly
Cally posing
Cage (black & white "pinto" DSH, neutered male, 2005) has been with me since I rescued him as a 6 week old kitten from the local drug house. The people had been throwing the kittens around, kicking them, feeding them scraps of cheese and sandwich meat - the litter box was BLACK, so gross. The kittens and Mama were finally tossed outside and lived under the back porch until I found out what was happening. I also rescued his little tuxedo littermate at that time (Paige) who was severely underweight and terrified. She went to the local cat rescue group and was adopted almost immediately. Cage is a volunteer Pet Therapist at the hospital in town; he is leash and harness trained, fetches, sits, waves, shakes a paw, etc. He likes to yell at me. Alot. Loudly.
baby Cage
Cage wearing his harness
Cage with little sister, Cruz
Cruz (chocolate point w/white Snowshoe Siamese, spayed female, 2006) is my newest furball, and the last cat to join the family. She is still quite the "juvie" (teenager), has tons of energy, and is a very striking girl. She was purchased from a breeder in town by the "Jones" family, who gave up on her for whatever reason and gave her away to the "Smith" family. The Smith Family threw her outside when they discovered cat allergies, and she was picked up about a week later by the local animal control people. I fostered her at first, but after only a few days, I was smitten, and so she stayed. When she came to my home, she had a pink collar with rhinestones (too tight) and several feet of string wrapped around her tiny neck - they were digging into her flesh - we had to cut them off, and she had a scar for weeks. This has since healed perfectly. There was a heavy 4" wooden cross hanging from the string. "Cruz" means "the cross bearer" in Spanish. Her voice is very soft and kitten-ish; she loves to chat.
Cruz as a kitten
Cruz with big brother, Cage
My cats are the love of my life. They have been with me through all the tears and trials of the past few years, they are ever-faithful and forgiving, they are my pride and joy. I dont know what I would do without them.
I am looking forward to chatting about cats with fellow feline fans.