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09-05-2007, 09:59 AM | #1 |
Spoilin' Tilly & Jack Donating Member Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: Indiana
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| They found us.... Often times we say we didn't find our pet, they found us. Does anyone have a cool story about how your pet found you? This isn't about my Yorkie, it's about a cat that I had. I was young, in about the second grade, and our family cat had just passed away. I was begging my mom to let me get another cat. She finally gave in and agreed to go look at some kittens for sale. I found a kitten that resembled Tiggey, our old cat. I just had to have her! So we brought her home and she kept wanting to wonder off into the pond beside our house. Mom was afraid I would follow her and fall into the pond so she told me I had to give her back. I was heartbroken. Being brought up in a religious family I knew if I needed to pray and ask for another. So that night mom said I got by my bed and said, "God, I really miss my cat. I really want another one. Please answer my prayer and let me find another cat." Mom said it was the cutest thing and she just went on to bed. So I go to school the next day bummed. All I talked about was getting a cat. I didn't ride the bus because mom worked at our school so we went to a fast food restaurant after school and then went straight home. I was sitting at the kitchen table and asked mom if I could go out to play. She said sure, just stay in the yard. So I opened the back door and there was this cat staring right up at me. I yelled at mom, "there is a cat! There is a cat!" She thought no way! Sure enough there it was. I asked if I could keep him. She said as long as he would stay, he had no collar, but reminded me he would probably run away. I grew so attached to him right away. I named him Blessing. That cat never left! LOL He would walk me to the bus when I got older and had to transfer schools. Mom said once the bus left he would go on the porch and wait for me. Blessing hated everyone that got near me. He bit my brother because of it, he still has the scar. Blessing got hit by a car when I was in junior high. I was so crushed. We buried him in the back yard. I feel as though Blessing was my angel that was sent to heal the hurt. I truely believe he found me.
__________________ Momma Tilly Money will buy you a pretty good dog, but it won't buy the wag of his tail. |
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09-05-2007, 10:05 AM | #2 |
Luv my Angel, too! Donating Member Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: USA
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| My story isn't as cool as yours, but when I decided I wanted another yorkie, I started talking to a few breeders. I had pretty much decided I was going with one particular breeder and just had to wait for an upcoming litter. I always look at photos on YT, including the nursery ones. Well, this one particular photo really caught my eye and I kept going back to look at the photo again. After about a week of doing this, I looked a little further into her breeder's web page and found out her name was Angel and she was in Kansas. Well, two years earlier my aunt to whom I was very close unexpectedly passed away. She and I shared a love of Angels, talked on the phone at least once a day (and I visited often), and she lived in Kansas. I just felt that this was the puppy I was meant to have and it was a gift being sent to me from my aunt. Angel came to me 2 days shy of the 2nd anniversary of my aunt passing away.
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09-05-2007, 10:15 AM | #3 | |
Spoilin' Tilly & Jack Donating Member Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: Indiana
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Oh wow! Your story is very touching! Isn't it neat how things like this happen? Your Angel and Sissy are so cute!!!
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09-05-2007, 10:23 AM | #4 |
Donating YT 3000 Club Member Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: A little town south of Chicago
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| I have a cat story too. I was 4 years old and my older brother brought a pretty little calico kitten home telling my mother that it followed him home. (He was on his bike - ahem) Mom said he could keep her if she was still on our front porch in the morning then proceeded to put a box with a blanket in in on the porch as well as a saucer of milk. Well of course the kitten stayed and technically belonged to my brother but from the first day she latched on to me and wouldn't have anything to do with anyone else. She was a constant companion till I was 13 and we had to put her down due to a nasty cancer. She was so close to me that she refused to even have her kittens if I wasn't there. Once she even had them on my pillow next to my head. I woke up and there they were. Everything was clean too even my hair and pillowcase. Susie (the cat) must have worked overtime cleaning everything up. It's funny I posted a message about her yesterday too! |
09-05-2007, 10:33 AM | #5 |
Donating YT 1000 Club Member Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: New Hampshire
Posts: 10,534
| I was going through a BAD break up and selling my house. I had a 5 month old yorkie with my ex that we had decided he was going with me. Well 1/2 way b/t the break up and the house closing the dog died It was the worst day of my life... so I went through with everything and one day about a week before my closing on my new townhouse a woman I worked with brought me in a newspaper clipping of yorkies for sale available the SAME day I was moving in. So I called the woman who was selling them and made an appt to come see her THAT night. I told her I wanted a little boy and she had 2. I got up there, late and lost (its 60miles north of me) and she was very kind to me. I didnt make it up to her house until 9pm and she still allowed me to come in and stay for awhile to see the pups. She was a breeder for 25 years! I just felt soooo good and right about these little guys... But when I picked up one, then the other and trying to decide which one to get, in that short visit my heart fell for them both.... so I gave her a check for the full price of both and she held them for me for a week while I moved in and painted my kitchen! Then I picked them up at almost 10 weeks old. I feel that they were meant for me .. the timing was just too perfect! And they are just perfect, healthy happy boys! I had NO idea about all the things i should have asked her about them so I feel doubly blessed that they are as healthy as they are! I love reading these stories!!!
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09-05-2007, 11:27 AM | #6 |
Gina, (Lexi's Mommy) Donating Member Join Date: May 2005 Location: LONG ISLAND,NY
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| omg!! i have goose bumps hearing these stories...
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09-05-2007, 12:17 PM | #7 |
YT 2000 Club Member Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: Canada
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| I used to have a black Spitz some years ago. My sister and I used to play at a park near my house and one day, out of no where there was this black dog (grown up but young) roaming by itself. He was very shy and afraid of people and my parents weren't into dogs then but sis and I were determined to bring him home . Being the dog lovers, sis and I left him food every day and one day he followed us home (with us holding a piece of white bread) My parents didn't let him in because they say he will leave on his own and so for a few days he sat in front of our door and finally my parents said he could stay and we could let him in. He was our dear pet until he was old and passed on. I truly feel that he did belong to us when we first saw him at the park.
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09-05-2007, 02:21 PM | #8 |
Spoilin' Tilly & Jack Donating Member Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: Indiana
Posts: 2,227
| I love hearing all of these stories!!
__________________ Momma Tilly Money will buy you a pretty good dog, but it won't buy the wag of his tail. |
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