The Day I knew I wanted to start a rescue

I knew from a very young age that I wanted to start an animal rescue. I had grown up with a lot of animals and pets but I had one pet that really changed my view on animals. She was an old cranky Siamese and her name was Nora. I dedicate this rescue to her.

I was 10 years old when we went to the shelter looking for a cat. I’m not sure what I was expecting, maybe a younger kitten or a friendly fluffy cute thing but when I saw Nora I knew it was love. The guy who was working there told me she was pretty nasty and hadn’t been very nice to people who came to look at her. She also had an upper respiratory infection that she was recovering from. My mom had always liked Siamese and I’m pretty sure that’s the only reason she even let me look at her. We met, she jumped in my lap and started purring. I was sold.

I simply explained to my mom that my life would never be good again if we didn’t get to take Nora home. She was 10 years old too and I thought that it was meant to be.

Getting a cat from the shelter really opened my eyes. The older I got the more I began to realize that Nora could have easily been euthanized at that shelter. I thought about how many other cats just like her get euthanized. She was old and sick when we got her and she was very easily overlooked. The thought of me overlooking Nora was heartbreaking.

Over the years the situation shelter animals are faced with is an idea that had been growing for me. One of my best friends fostered cats while we were in high school and I got to see what it was like and hear first hand what obstacles they faced. There is rarely ever an easy day and no matter how hard you tried to keep a cat healthy or get a cat a home, sometimes it just wasn’t going to happen. Disappointment seems to be part of the job.

Regardless, no matter how many bad things you have to face, the good ALWAYS outweighs the bad.

Long story short, Nora taught me a lot about patience and opened my eyes to the problems of overcrowded shelters.

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Nora passed away when we were both 23 years old. It was by far one of the hardest thing I ever had to deal with. She is currently buried in my parents back yard where she can watch over the house the way she always loved to do.

I hope we make her proud

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