My Nonprofit Reviews

Having just lost my best furry friend in September of 2014, I was not looking for another cat quite yet. Walking into Petco late November with my mom, we stopped to take a look at the pets available for adoption. Immediately, my eyes fell on this little gray tabby. His foster mommy was opening his cage and getting ready to go home for the day. I politely asked to hold the scared little guy, and she replied with a huge smile but warned me he was petrified. I instantly fell in love! This little cat was a gray tabby with beautiful white markings. He had high white boots along his back legs with a white collar of fur. After holding him for a bit, I told my mom that he was the one. Vanna, the foster mommy, explained his story to me. He was rescued from Animal Control. His four paws had been burned, and he was extremely dehydrated when they found him in the middle of a grocery parking lot shivering from the cold. The little guy was 20 minutes away from being euthanized when Vanna was lucky enough to get there in time to save him.
She told us that all he does is hide under furniture at her house and doesn't show signs of play. She said, "he may never play". This broke my heart, and I was determined to give this little guy the best life possible.
After filling out the adoption paper work and waiting patiently, Vanna finally called to say he was ready for adoption! My family and I drove over to her house that night to bring him home and decided to name the little guy Jack (based off of Jack from the TV show, 24). Jack was a fighter in the TV show, and we were determined this little guy would be a fighter and overcome his past. With a lot of tender love and care, it took Jack all of three days to show little signs of play. Within two weeks, Jack was chasing string around the house.
We are approaching Jack's 1 year "got-me-day" anniversary, and I could list millions of reasons why I love this cat. He sleeps curled up next to my side every night, and every morning he wakes me up wanting out of my room at 6am. He howls in the middle of the night wanting to play and scratches at my blinds. He pounces at pipe-cleaner bugs I throw on my bed, and he loves to eat chicken! This little guy has brought a tremendous amount of joy to my life, and he was the best Christmas gift I ever received. I am so thankful Vanna and St. Louis Pet Rescue took a chance on this little guy and so thankful he has come to trust people again. There is no way Jack could even come close to replacing my furry friend I lost last year, but he sure is my best friend now!