Brock was adopted in 2018. He was part of a large group of rescue cats and kittens that came from a hoarder’s home. He was kept in a wicker basket while inside this home, under terrible conditions. Despite this, he is very sweet and social, he really loves people. He was found to be FIV+ and since we knew his adoption likelihood would go down because of this, we took him in. He was believed to be somewhere between the ages of 1 and a half to 2 years old. We have come to find he is not only very sweet but super intelligent. He loves to do commands such as sit, give paw, stand up, and he will come when you call his name. Brock LOVES to eat so we have to be careful and mindful of this. He is not a small boy either. He weighs a hefty 19 pounds! His favorite toys all have feathers on them and his favorite food is… Well, all food. He loves to eat! He is allergic to chicken however so as much as he loves that, he can’t have any. Brock, taking after Joey, sleeps with my arm around him in bed every night. I believe he knew how to comfort me when I lost Joey. He truly has a heart of gold.
Fry was adopted through a local shelter in the city. Named after Philip J. Fry from Futurama, he is a blonde at heart just like the character. He came from a small litter. He was one of the smallest kittens of the bunch with big, bright eyes. We had thought he would end up being a quiet cat but it turns out he is very chatty! He loves to respond when you ask him a question. He is also very playful, gentle, and social. He may be an adult now but he has kept his kitten face with is cute little pink beans, only weighing about 10 pounds. When he gets scared, he will bury his head in your arms. When he is hungry, he will let you know using his very soft, sweet voice and headbutts. Fry’s favorite toys are mice that have real rabbit fur and his favorite food changes every few days, he is a very indecisive cat! He and Brock are very close with each other.
Yukio was adopted from a local Ragdoll breeder. He comes from a larger litter of eight kittens, four girls, and four boys. He was the only mostly white kitten of the bunch with striking lilac features. Yukio’s name in Japanese means “Snow Boy”. Living up to the breed, he is very interactive, gentle, and loves to be held. One thing that surprised us is how loud he can be, especially when hungry. He loves to talk to anyone who is willing to listen. Currently, he is being leash trained and enjoys going on rides in the car. He purrs the entire time! Yukio doesn’t really have a favorite toy yet, he will play with just about anything. Same with food, he is not fussy! We look forward to seeing him grow older and we can’t wait to see how big he gets when he is 3 or 4 years old.
Twiggy came from a litter of 5, he and his two brothers we being dumped off so we took them in. Intending on finding all three homes, the last person who was meant to adopt Twiggy never showed. Good thing too, as Twig was not ready to be adopted out. He was not able to eat solid food. We had come to find out he was only 2 months old at the time so we started him on kitten formula to help him out for the next few weeks. We ended up keeping him after that. He was a very intelligent guy from the start. He quickly learned to sit and give paw from watching the dogs (he trained himself!) and knew how to make you laugh. He went everywhere in the car on his harness. He especially loved going to the park to climb the trees. When he was about a year and a half old, he took a turn for the worse. He started having seizures. We come to find out he had pancreatitis which is considered to be deadly in cats. Our vet was not convinced he would make it. It took two weeks of constant care and looking over him but with love, prayer, and a strong will to live he made it! Unfortunately, he developed an issue with stress-induced seizures from here but we learned his triggers and helped him through them. Because of his high intelligence, he became bored, jealous, and angry easily. As he got a bit older, he became more relaxed with his emotions. He continued to play, run, and have zoomies all the way up until he was 13 years old. His favorite holiday was Thanksgiving because he knew he gets to have turkey. He also loved to open up his gifts on his birthdays and Christmas. In 2020, he began having issues with urination. After months of taking him to different vets, he was diagnosed with bladder cancer in 2021. Medication kept him eating and out of pain but it proved to be too much. We suddenly lost him on October 31st. He had passed away on the way home from the ER where he was brought in due to breathing troubles. The vet believed the cancer may have gone to his lungs and it happened so suddenly, there wasn’t anything that could be done. The tumor in his bladder had almost entirely taken over his bladder at this point. He is missed very, very much. I still have a deep ache in my heart. While having him be here with us would be prepared, I am thankful he is no longer in pain. I hope one day they find a better solution for cancer in people as well as in pets.
Joey was an out-of-the-blue adoption. He had shown up looking for food so we fed him. He continued to show up every day and because he was declawed and it was getting cold, we decided to take him in. We had enough reason to believe he was abandoned or lost and he couldn’t be left out in the cold without his front claws. No one reported him missing in the coming weeks so we made it official. He was taken to the vet to get checked over. While his eyesight wasn’t the best, he was otherwise a healthy cat. At the time, he was considered to be around the age of 10. He immediately took to his new home and loved having companionship. He was a small butterball of a cat which is where he got his full name of Joey Fatone from (Joey Fat-One). Without any experience walking on a leash, he took to it immediately and loved going for walks with Twiggy outside. Since he was older, he spent much of his time relaxing and napping. He loved to sleep on a heating pad and warm blankets. Every night, he slept under the blanket with my arm wrapped around him like a teddy bear. In 2016, Joey started losing his sight and within a year and a half was almost entirely blind. Despite this, he got around just fine. He, unfortunately, had an accident where he misstepped and fell which lead to a spinal stroke in 2018. He could no longer use his back legs. He was bedridden but we made sure to make him comfortable as possible. The vet said there was nothing he could do. He kept eating and drinking for a week, but then stopped eating. Once he stopped drinking, I knew he was going. I stayed in bed with him and comforted him for 36 hours. He passed away in July of 2018. My only regret is that I didn’t know him sooner, having only spent 6 close years with him – it wasn’t enough. He lived to be 16 years old and while our time with him was short, we were so blessed to have spent that time with such a wonderful, sweet cat.