Posted over 4 years ago | Updated 3 days ago
UPDATE: 3.3.24 Fisher was a bit of a loner who now has been seeking out more affection. He will greet you at the door. Fisher was once bonded with 2 friends, but isn't anymore and can be adopted by himself. He is a sweetheart that at times struggles with self-esteem. He has been waiting on his forever home since he was an 8 week old kitten, found dumped in a trash heap with his siblings (all adopted now) at a county dump. Please help him find a home.
BFFs Fisher, Gar"Bonzo," & Watson - A Tale of 3 Friends
Every week we get many requests for Fisher, an orange tabby that came to us with his 5 siblings last summer. Fisher and his family were dumped at the dump and ended up at a high kill shelter – a double whammy. Forgotten Felines pulled Fisher and his siblings and all were adopted, except Fisher. “So…if you are getting a lot of calls for Fisher, what’s the problem?” you ask. Well…
Fisher has always been a bit of a loner and always sat apart from his siblings. He never wanted to play with them, he seemed to be a thinker type kinda guy, quiet. He never seemed to have any self esteem or real identity.
Last summer we got in an entire family of orange cats that set up “house” in an office parking lot, right on the side of I-29 – remember? Gar”Bonzo” was the dad of that litter. Bonzo is a large orange tabby with white paws with an easy-going personality, though he didn’t come to us that way, he is TOTALLY a smooshie-guy now.
Bonzo took an interest in Fisher and cleaned him, slept with him, and even played with toys with him. Keep in mind, Bonzo never even knew what a toy was…but he did this for Fisher. He seemed to know what Fisher needed and saw the emptiness in him…and filled it. Bonzo let Fisher know that he was okay and everything was okay. He mentored him in a way. This big ol’ cat from the streets took Fisher under his wing and became a big part of Fisher’s life. “Okay then, so adopt them together.”
Last summer I received a call from the high kill shelter to pull some cats bc they would be euthanized. We took in the cats and when I asked if there were any more that needed out, the reply was, “We have one, but he will be put down bc he is feral.” I said I would take him. (Lots of times cats are not feral, just terrified from being in a big, loud, scary shelter, wondering what their fate will be.) I was told, “No, you don’t want him. He really is feral. We will put him down.” “No I want him.” I replied. Thinking, even a barn home is better than death.
Watson came to us the following day, a day before he was slated for death. This big gray and white guy just stayed in his carrier in the crate and I barely saw him for the first month he was with us. He came out of his carrier at night to eat and that was about it. Sometimes when I would come into the room late at night, I would see him lounging on top of his carrier and he would quickly run inside again, escaping interaction with me. I never heard a growl or a hiss, ever. Hmmm…I thought, feral, huh?
After Watson settled in, he was fully vetted and the door was opened on his crate. He could now come out and meet everyone he had been looking at for awhile, or stay in his crate if he chose. The decision was his. He came out and within a week or so, became best buds with Bonzo – after all, they had a lot in common. These are 2 guys that most would’ve given up on and dismissed as unfriendly cats, without taking the time to get to know them. Soon, Watson began cleaning and grooming little Fisher, too, eating with him, sleeping with him, and bonding with him.
Now the world seemed to shine down on these three friends and all was happy and good, but they still need to complete their story. This is where you come in.
These 3 friends are not traditional lap cats. Bonzo and Watson can be pet but do not like to be picked up – that’s okay. They often look out the French doors from the playroom and let me know when I am late to give them their canned food breakfast. They rub up against my legs when I come into the room. They can be pet and love affection. They are sweet cats who deserved to live. Once in a quiet home, they will most-likely bloom with a person they can trust.
We are introducing these 3 guys, who have been through so much, to be part of a family. A family that is loving and understanding and patient and lets them adapt into their new home with love and patience. And so….I introduce to you….Gar”Bonzo” and Watson and Fisher. Three friends together. All fully vetted and microchipped, looking to add another chapter to their success story. (A deep discount will apply when adopting.)
Please share with friends and family! GoodMews22@aol.com
UPDATE: 3.3.24 Fisher was a bit of a loner who now has been seeking out more affection. He will greet you at the door. Fisher was once bonded with 2 friends, but isn't anymore and can be adopted by himself. He is a sweetheart that at times struggles with self-esteem. He has been waiting on his forever home since he was an 8 week old kitten, found dumped in a trash heap with his siblings (all adopted now) at a county dump. Please help him find a home.
BFFs Fisher, Gar"Bonzo," & Watson - A Tale of 3 Friends
Every week we get many requests for Fisher, an orange tabby that came to us with his 5 siblings last summer. Fisher and his family were dumped at the dump and ended up at a high kill shelter – a double whammy. Forgotten Felines pulled Fisher and his siblings and all were adopted, except Fisher. “So…if you are getting a lot of calls for Fisher, what’s the problem?” you ask. Well…
Fisher has always been a bit of a loner and always sat apart from his siblings. He never wanted to play with them, he seemed to be a thinker type kinda guy, quiet. He never seemed to have any self esteem or real identity.
Last summer we got in an entire family of orange cats that set up “house” in an office parking lot, right on the side of I-29 – remember? Gar”Bonzo” was the dad of that litter. Bonzo is a large orange tabby with white paws with an easy-going personality, though he didn’t come to us that way, he is TOTALLY a smooshie-guy now.
Bonzo took an interest in Fisher and cleaned him, slept with him, and even played with toys with him. Keep in mind, Bonzo never even knew what a toy was…but he did this for Fisher. He seemed to know what Fisher needed and saw the emptiness in him…and filled it. Bonzo let Fisher know that he was okay and everything was okay. He mentored him in a way. This big ol’ cat from the streets took Fisher under his wing and became a big part of Fisher’s life. “Okay then, so adopt them together.”
Last summer I received a call from the high kill shelter to pull some cats bc they would be euthanized. We took in the cats and when I asked if there were any more that needed out, the reply was, “We have one, but he will be put down bc he is feral.” I said I would take him. (Lots of times cats are not feral, just terrified from being in a big, loud, scary shelter, wondering what their fate will be.) I was told, “No, you don’t want him. He really is feral. We will put him down.” “No I want him.” I replied. Thinking, even a barn home is better than death.
Watson came to us the following day, a day before he was slated for death. This big gray and white guy just stayed in his carrier in the crate and I barely saw him for the first month he was with us. He came out of his carrier at night to eat and that was about it. Sometimes when I would come into the room late at night, I would see him lounging on top of his carrier and he would quickly run inside again, escaping interaction with me. I never heard a growl or a hiss, ever. Hmmm…I thought, feral, huh?
After Watson settled in, he was fully vetted and the door was opened on his crate. He could now come out and meet everyone he had been looking at for awhile, or stay in his crate if he chose. The decision was his. He came out and within a week or so, became best buds with Bonzo – after all, they had a lot in common. These are 2 guys that most would’ve given up on and dismissed as unfriendly cats, without taking the time to get to know them. Soon, Watson began cleaning and grooming little Fisher, too, eating with him, sleeping with him, and bonding with him.
Now the world seemed to shine down on these three friends and all was happy and good, but they still need to complete their story. This is where you come in.
These 3 friends are not traditional lap cats. Bonzo and Watson can be pet but do not like to be picked up – that’s okay. They often look out the French doors from the playroom and let me know when I am late to give them their canned food breakfast. They rub up against my legs when I come into the room. They can be pet and love affection. They are sweet cats who deserved to live. Once in a quiet home, they will most-likely bloom with a person they can trust.
We are introducing these 3 guys, who have been through so much, to be part of a family. A family that is loving and understanding and patient and lets them adapt into their new home with love and patience. And so….I introduce to you….Gar”Bonzo” and Watson and Fisher. Three friends together. All fully vetted and microchipped, looking to add another chapter to their success story. (A deep discount will apply when adopting.)
Please share with friends and family! GoodMews22@aol.com