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.