We received the loveliest email from "M" the other day who adopted our Quincy (now known as Oscar) about a year ago. She was writing to share that she and our little buddy had moved out to New Brunswick and that he's doing well.
I'm not sure if it was what she wrote, how she wrote it, or what I saw that made me well up with tears; truth be told maybe it was a little bit of all three. Although we continue to foster and help to save lives, I've also become quite involved in another side of the rescue, the side where people decide to return cats/kittens adopted out by us and amongst the legitimate reasons that come along (and there are truly some), you also listen to and read stories that have people demanding you take the cat back after 3, 5, or 10 years of that kitty being apart of their life for alot of ugly reasons. New partner (who doesn't like cats), new baby (and our child has to come first now), new job (I won't have the hours to dedicate to an animal), and my personal favourite, I'm moving (and Cuddles cannot come). In dealing with situations and excuses like these, you can start to become abit despondent, and frustrated, and sad, that there are so many who discard their pets like they would a worn pair of sneakers or a piece of furniture.
And then along comes people like "M" who clearly loves Oscar and considers him a true friend - read and see for yourself:
I thought you might like a little update on Oscar. It has been one year since I adopted Oscar and I couldn't be happier with that decision. He is such a good companion. He has endured a lot of change in the past year with his sweet, playful, and cuddly nature intact.
In January we moved to New Brunswick. We drove over a period of three days and I was quit concerned about how he was going to handle such a big change. I did a lot of research about how best to make the move with the least amount of trauma for him. In the end I decided to try a lavender and chamomile scented collar and travel during the day, when he usually sleeps. He did so much better than I could have hoped for. He slept in his crate with minimal fuss while on the road and even made himself at home in the hotel rooms.
He seems to love it here in NB. He has a great time watching the birds, deer, ground hogs, and other animals that he can see from the windows. He continues to purr seemingly endlessly and has become a very pushy lap cat.
I give great thanks to my Heavenly Father that he continues to aide us in this work by bringing lovely people like "M" and kitties like Oscar, together.