abifae
Abinormal Butterfly
Awwwww!!!!!Farmfresh said:One day, not too long after the pups were sold, the gate was left open and Gypsy ran out of the yard and down the sidewalk. My hubby went running after her and was scared to death to see her jump up and put her paws on the shoulders of a little woman walking down the street.He could smell the lawsuit.
Amazingly this was Gypsy's last owner!! She was in the process of moving from a house clear across town - into a small apartment right up the street from me, when Gypsy had the pups. She thought the father was another German Shepherd in the neighborhood that had jumped her fence. She had asked her brother to take Gypsy and her litter to the local NO KILL shelter, but he just took her to our shelter instead. The policy at our shelter is to kill all newborns and adopt out the mother. The ONLY reason that we had been able to get her and the litter is they had not had time to destroy them yet that day. When the lady found out that Gypsy was taken to the wrong place she had gone there to retrieve her and had been told that they had ALL been destroyed that morning. There were lots of tears on the sidewalk that day. We never saw her after that day, but she was SO glad that they all had a good home.
I got Amira from a box in front of King Soopers. I knew they were well taken care of because if you took a free kitten, you also got a bag of litter and a bag of their food. Talk about spoiled from birth! And Amira was the runt, so she'd been hand fed since they big bullies wouldn't let her nurse.
My roommate got a litter mate and we brought the babies home. He kept bullying her (twice her size!!!) so she got sneaky and got him in trouble a lot.
She could entice him to chase her and dive between fragile things and the big clumsy oaf would follow and knock things down and we'd come running. 
And this is why Amira is an evil genius.
Pudding was on display at one of the shelters 'meet our kids and take one home' days. I walked by the cage and she rolled over so I could pet her tummy. She was soooo skinny and pitiful. I had to take her cuz no one else could have done it. She was nearly starved to death and had a kennel cold. My niece the younger was with me and looked as pitiful as the kitty. *sighs*
Before that, my dad picked Spirit out for me. We came home from my mom's house and she was huddled under the bed. *smiles* We had her for 18 years before she died of old age
She was 3-5 when we got her, too.Then there was a long string of foster kitties
