We lost our 17 year-old kitty to kidney failure in March. My 11 year old son was very attached to him. He climbed the ladder to sleep in his bunk bed each night, and they were just very bonded. We encouraged him to wait a month before looking for a new companion, but we quickly realized that it was not going to happen anywhere near that quickly. He knew he wanted to adopt an adult or senior cat. We went to around a dozen animal shelters searching for a cat he felt a connection with. We went as far north as Port St. Lucie and as far south as Marathon in the Florida Keys (yes, really). We met lots of sweet kitties, but none who gave him that instant connection he was looking for. Just when we thought we might have to take a break from the ups and downs of visiting animal shelters, we stopped into PetSmart on a whim and met Marshmallow.
He was exactly what we were looking for - a few years old, sweet, and healthy (health problems were a deterrent for us after the traumatic experience of seeing our kitty get so sick). He clearly had been someone's pet before, but he was found on the streets and his owners never came to claim him even after they were called. They really missed out, but we gained a wonderful new family member. When we brought Marshmallow home, he was scrawny and missing a lot of hair. He was extremely shy and was terrified of my husband.
Three months later, he is vocal and playful. He climbs the ladder every night and shares the top bunk with my son. He has grown back all his hair (his flea allergy is being kept in check with the proper medication) and he has gained a few pounds. He looks and feels fantastic. We even got him a new little sister this week named Mabel.
He is a wonderful addition to our family, and we just can't even imagine how anyone could turn their back on him. He's spoiled with toys, a three-story cat tree, and all the belly scratches he could ever want. Thank you, Peggy Adams, for everything you do.