Day 12: Why You Should Adopt, Not Shop

10:08 PM

According to the Humane Society, 2.7 million animals are euthanized each year because they can't find forever homes. Too many people have fallen prey to wanting an accessory animal -- I love French Bulldogs, so I completely understand the desire to have a specific breed -- and animals are dying as a result. 

So why should you adopt?

Because you get to save a life. That, to me, is the single most important reason. And if that isn't enough, you'll save money. Most shelter animals have already been spayed, vaccinated, and sometimes even chipped. Instead of paying hundreds or thousands, you'll pay an adoption fee and go home with your new baby. 

Look up animal shelters in your area, or visit The Shelter Project and enter your zip code to find a fur-baby eagerly waiting for a home. 

But sometimes you don't adopt. Sometimes you get adopted. 
This is Dr. Ellie Sattler (yes, after the Jurassic Park character), but she prefers Teeny or Teenykins. She became my baby in 2009 when she was orphaned by her feline mom after an owl attack in our yard. Teeny was going to be a family cat, but we bonded instantly. When she was so small she fit in the palm of my hand -- for scale, I'm only five feet tall, so I have tiny hands -- she used to climb up the back of my shirt, drape herself over my shoulder, and sleep. She still tries to do it now, but she's a little too big for that.

Teeny is a margay-bengal hybrid. My former vet had several margay patients who'd been smuggled in from Mexico by their humans. I had never even heard of such a critter before taking my girl in for her shots! She has a very distinctive cry the vet says is indicative of a margay, and she's able to climb the doorframe, perch on the top of the door, and then climb back down... head first. She almost gave me a heart attack the first time she did it, too! Apparently her ankles rotate a certain way that's only found in a few breeds, one of them being the margay.

Now I'm not saying that I wouldn't love a purebred cat every bit as much as I love Teeny, but she's every bit as intelligent and every bit as loving as a thousand dollar pedigreed cat. She's my strange, little goofy girl, and I wouldn't trade her for anything. Even when she screeches for treats at four in the morning.

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  1. All my dogs, and a cat, have been/are rescues. When I adopted the dog with me now he seemed very philosophical; so, I named him Plato. Later, the vet said it was only worms. Marco

  2. That's awesome. Rescues are the best. Hahahaha! At least he's still adorable.


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