Here is Rusty right out of the carrier box. As you can see, our pictures had not been put up on the walls yet for we had moved into this apartment only the month before and we were still kind of living out of boxes and slowly unpacking. Rusty found all of these boxes to be a fun playground of sorts.
Sabrina wondering what in the world we brought home THIS time… and so soon after the trauma of having to move from Cleveland TN to Chattanooga TN just the month before.
Rusty meeting the fish.
This is a very unhappy little Rusty in the cat box on the way home. He was clawing at the holes and meowing and throwing a fit. You can see his unhappy face in this picture. It makes me grin. LOL! By the end of the 2 hour trip back to Chattanooga his little meow maker was all hoarse and he sounded awful. Poor little kitty!
Here is a VIDEO of the young sir Rusty on this trip home. You can hear his very unhappy little yowls!
Rusty giving Jim the sniff test. Jim got him first. I like how he has his ears back, still listening to the stuff going on in that noicy pet store. LOL! 😛
Seems like Jim passed the sniff test!
Then I got him and he was kind of wanting down and a little freaked out. There were lots of noises and people in that place and I think he was sort of scared.
Here he was trying to crawl up my shoulder and who knows what.
Then I passed him back to Jim and got his attention and got this cute picture. This is one of my favorite pics of Jim and Rusty. Rusty’s eyes were pretty much the color of Jim’s shirt (they have changed now though) in this picture. 🙂
Following this picture we started signing papers and handing over cash and stuffing our “orange striped golden retriever” into the pet carrier and was prepared for a very noisy long 2 hour trip back to Chattanooga with our lively new possession.
After taking the two pics in the previous post, just outside of the Petsmart store, we made our way into the store, quite quickly I might add, and went up to the cages of animals. This is where we met Rusty. You can see some of his litter mates in there with him. You can also see that his little whiskers were broken off in places. LOL! I guess he had his fair share of baths up to this day, and one just the night before. Even though there were others in the cage with him, I just knew that this one was him, even after only seeing those 3 pictures (the first post on this blog) I knew this was him.
As we were poking our fingers into the cage, taking pictures, and talking to Rusty, a lady came up to us and greeted us and was all smiley and nice, she said that unfortunately Rusty was being held for someone and that he wasn’t able to be adopted today since others were coming for him. We told her it was us, that we were the ones coming for him, that we had been the ones emailing and making plans to come get him!! She was all smiles again and asked if we wanted to hold him. Of course!
Here we are at the Petsmart in Hiram Georgia ready to go in and meet our Rusty. These pics were taken only moments before we met the lil yella fella!
We found Rusty online at Jennifer’s Pet Rescue; which is, according to their website “a no-kill, not-for-profit, animal rescue organization.” They also have a WEBSITE if you are interested in seeing where Rusty came from. These 3 pictures are the pictures that we saw of Rusty online in the “pets for adoption” area that I had stumbled upon. Of course by the time we got to him, he had been overlooked many times and had had weekly baths (which left his fur thin on his body) to ensure that he was clean each Saturday at the Petsmart in Hiram, Georgia where he was “showcased” again and again. Thankfully nobody else wanted him because apparently we wanted him. 🙂
I had always wanted a bobtail cat and I have a soft spot for little yellow kitties. Rusty had both of these qualities. I loved this picture of him in somebody else’s unfinished room here. It is kind of a sad little room because it is unfinished and that makes it look kind of dreary and sad in itself. Yet in the midst of this dark room was a golden spark of a kitten. We didn’t know much about Rusty other than the fact that he was found with his litter mates somewhere and were not wanted. We do know that he spent these early days in this home with kind caretakers who also owned a golden retriever. We really think that Rusty thinks he is a golden retriever as well! LOL!
So we made contact, asked the people to please hold him for us since we would be driving down (to nearly Atlanta Georgia) 2 hours one way from Chattanooga, TN to sign, pay for, and take this wad of lightning home with us. 😛
And that is the story of how Rusty became a wanted kitty.
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