I love that PetSmart is so committed to helping find homes for cats and dogs who need them. Our local store helps the
Alliance for Spay-Neuter Pet Rescue find homes for the pets that they rescue from Animal Control.
So on St. Patrick's Day, we headed out. There were about 8 cats in the cubbies, but none were quite as pathetic looking as Gary. The information card stated that he was two years old, had come into the Animal Control as a stray, and that he had a chronic watery right eye. He needed a forever home. When we sat down in the adoption room to see if he would be a good match for us, he shyly sat on my lap. The more we petted and talked to him, the more excited he became, until he stuck his little tongue out and began to drool. Not just a little drool, either, but drops so big the adoption lady had to get a paper towel with which to dry the floor. I had never seen a cat get as excited as little Gary did. We were sold. A few minutes later, with papers and supplies in hand, we headed home with our new little buddy, Mr. Gary McMittens.
When we got home, I set the carrier down in the middle of the living room floor. Belle was apprehensive, and Gary was the scarediest little cat. Belle hissed and swatted at him, and he quickly took off for the nearest hiding place. Belle would seek him out just to hiss and hit him. It didn't help that Gary was smaller than her and wouldn't defend himself. It took a full week of locking Gary in the bedroom with his own supplies while we were gone at work and letting him out in the evenings before Belle finally conceded to having another cat around.
Now they are the best of friends. They eat, sleep, and play together and run around like little Clydesdales all hours of the night keeping us awake with their antics. We couldn't be more thrilled. Gary still won't eat much dry food, and we do go through quite a bit more litter, but that is fine. Belle really is better behaved, and seems happy to have a little companion.