Seanan McGuire (seanan_mcguire) wrote,
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Free Adoption Days: today and tomorrow.

Today and tomorrow, PetSmart is hosting their Free Adoption Days, on which pet adoption fees are waved for qualified applicants (ie, you have a pulse, a home, understand how not to starve an animal to death, and seem even halfway-corporeal, because we have way too many animals in need of homes). The PetSmart near me, in Concord, California, currently has some absolutely beautiful cats looking for their forever homes. One, Regent, is terrified enough to be hiding in his litter box. Another, Junebug, has already had her adoption fee reduced twice, but as an all-black cat, her odds aren't great.

Cats wind up in shelters for a lot of reasons, and very few of them are "because s/he was a bad cat." People lose their jobs, or move away and don't take their pets. Kids leave for college. People die. People lose the wherewithal to feed themselves, much less an extra, meowing mouth. And in all of these cases the cats, who have no idea what's going on, wind up suffering for it.

Amazing cats come from shelters. Adult cats who don't need to be trained; kittens who have all the world in front of them. Cats whose personalities are already plain when you meet them, making it so much easier to find the right cat for you. Cats who need you.

I've been very upfront about why none of my current cats are from shelters, and why my lifestyle and emotional needs are better met by reputable breeders. But if you don't fall into this category, and feel that there might be a cat-shaped hole in your life, go and take a look at your local shelter.

This post brought to you by the California Dammit Why Can't I Take Junebug Home Oh Yeah Alice Would Kill Her To Death Committee.
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as an all-black cat, her odds aren't great

That's why there was no real choice but to take Dorothy (in pic) when she came running out of a hotel parking lot & plopped down at our feet looking hopeful. Not only was she black, but she was half-grown & no longer a wee kitten, and the local shelter has a horrible kill rate, even for the most likely adoptables. Not even the oddity of being a black smoke (skin & base of each hair are white) would have saved her.

She got her name because she was so obviously a wicked Lost Girl saving herself. :)

All 4 of our cats are rescues of some sort. Heidi is quite possibly a purebred Maine Coon, but ended up in a shelter anyway. 2 part-Siamese brothers round out our crew.

Steve was raised with a couple purebred Siamese & we've donated enough to the local Siamese rescue group (among others) that I'm sure they'll be happy to find us one the next time we have a vacancy -- unless another stray show up 1st.

She's positively lovely, too.