I never realized before that so many of my pets were homeless before we took them in.
My first cat was Arthur Fluffarelli, or Fluffy, a regal long-haired tom with a mean disposition. Then Mouse, the sweetest tortie who was my best friend all through high school. She would watch for me in the window and always seemed to know when I needed cuddles. And later Phoebe, also a tortie, but a feral terror!
Big Guy started with a goldfish named Phil, then Black & Decker…and then too many fish to count. We adopted the Gr. 2 class pets, two brown gerbils, who we named Oscar and Felix. They were an odd couple! Big Guy’s hamster, Jack FM (after his favourite radio station), came from a pet store, but the next 3 were adopted for Little Guy: Rockstar, Guinea and Chloe.
Guinea and Rockstar were inseparable sisters. Their owner got sick and couldn’t keep them, so we adopted them. Guinea was small, black and white, and bullied Rockstar, a butterscotch tousled mess.
Rockstar was terrified of everything but always looked like she was smiling!
Chloe was a big girl with lots of personality!
I’m hoping, once summer is over, that I can locate another rescue guinea (or 2). I’d love a cat but I didn’t marry a cat lover! Ha!
When I look into the eyes of an animal, I do not see an animal. I see a living being. I see a friend. I see a soul.A.D. WIlliams