Hi friends Toby here to let you know about a very
impawtent day. Black Cat Appreciation day is...
Hold on there Toby. I am a Black Cat and will co-host.
Technically you are a bi-color with that Super-Cat
Emblem on your chest
You gave me a Raspberry!
You deserve it. Cast the furst stone Toby.
You have that V on your belly
*Toby looks cornered*
I don't want to get you upset. Let's share the post
Done! You go furst
When I was in the shelter I did not get chosen. I had to choose. Dad came in with his friend and his aura was so nice I ran up the cat tree and poked him on the shoulder. He gave me a nice head rub and his smile was so warm I knew he was the one. I was broken hearted when he left and I did not go with him. Imagine my surprise when a couple weeks later there he was again. Luckily I was in position on the cat tree and he noticed right away when I started waving at him. He came closer and I poked his arm and gave him a good Man-Cat head bump. He passed muster with the rescue and the rest is history. By the way. I still wave and poke Dad when I want attention.
I was lucky that a good person came by and I was able to be noticed. There were several other House Panfurs at the rescue who were there longer than I was. We would meow in the night about how some humans would actually shy away from us. I hope they found homes but... It is harder fur we good looking Black Cats.
Take it away Mr Buttons
That is a great story Toby. Mine is a bit diffurent but I saw some of the same human behavior. I actually was a foster that Dad was taking care of for a very nice rescue. I am naturally gregarious and friendly to all. I would purr and rub up against the bars whenever a prospective person came by. Most would glance at me and then go over to a tabby or calico or any kitty but a black one.
When I was actually adopted Dad was elated. It took maybe 4 months but I had a home. He was so sad when the family called the next week and said I needed to go back. I had FIV. I was so scared that I was going to die in the next few weeks! On the ride home he explained about FIV and that I would be alright. Whew. Then came another 2 months of Adoption Events. You can imagine. Humans hardly noticed me before now when Dad had to say I had FIV they would shake their heads and move on. Dad knew it was a lost cause and adopted me at the end of my 6th month of being fostered.
Pleas tell everyone that Black Cats are Great Kitties, and, tell them about FIV and how we can live long healthy lives.
Please please please tell your friends and family that Black Cats make wonderful, loving pets and deserve forever homes!
So true Toby. Friends, let everyone you know hear the message. Meow and Shout it to the Rooftops that we are loving kitties who just need a chance to show you.
Thanks so much friends!
Be a part of the Solution!
Educate about the problem!
Love a House Panfur!