It’s
been a little over year since we adopted Annie. I know a lot of you
probably remember the circumstances. Her former owners were moving and
were going to put her in a shelter if they couldn’t find someone to take
her (and the no-kill shelters were
full). We took her in hopes of placing her in another home. After all,
we were in a two-bedroom apartment with two cats and were supposed to
only have one. Exactly one day after we brought her home, she started
peeing blood in the bathtub, constantly. After
several vet visits, it was determined that she had two stones in her
bladder that needed to be surgically removed. She was also terrified of
her new home, Lucy and Simba, my husband and me, the vet and car rides. When her previous
owners found out the cost of the surgery, they
wanted her put to sleep.
I looked back at all our old posts about Annie in August and September of last year. My heart is filled with gratitude and happiness and
amazement once again from all of your encouragement and support. (It was
also heartbreaking when I reread some sweet
comments from Judi at SASS.)
Annie is now happy and healthy. She’s had no recurrence with stones or
bladder issues. She LOVES food and treats, playing with her Neko Fly
toy, watching the world through the window and sneaking
up and pouncing on Simba. She’s not a cuddly kitty, but can be very
sweet at times (especially when she's hungry) and loves a good belly rub. She brings a smile to our
faces every day with her funny ways. She is definitely a lot more
nervous than most kitties and abhors change of any kind.
We adore this silly girl and are so happy that she’s ours! She's our Annie-Bear.