'Win It' Wednesday: Sweet & Sara Snowflake

I've told the story of my cat, Ollie, before, but here goes:

One day, my neighbor came over and announced proudly that he had adopted a female kitten.  We all cooed over her and I advised him to have her spayed, and even gave him information on low cost spay and neuter clinics for the animals of senior citizens such as himself.  He said he would just make sure she never got outside.  Well, she slipped out one day and came home pregnant.  Our neighbor came over in a panic and asked what to do.  I told him to find good homes for the kittens and get mama spayed.  I gave him the numbers for the clinics again as he claimed he lost them and even volunteered to take mama kitty down there, but he said he would do it and would not let me take her.  Well, the 5 kittens were born which meant he now had 6 cats in a small one bedroom condo.  He did not place the kittens for adoption or get mama spayed.  He made no effort to socialize the kittens to people.  He just kept them in the house where they grew up and did what comes naturally when they were old enough for the females to come into heat..they mated with each other and the females got pregnant.  I called the police and rescue agencies and they both said there was nothing they could do if my neighbor did not want to give up the kittens.  He now had 10 unspayed/neutered cats in a small one bedroom condo.  In a fit of rage one day he threw all but the original mama cat out the front door to fend for themselves.  Several neighbors including myself gathered them up and took them to a rescue agency.  Problem solved, right?  No.  Mama cat had one more pregnancy and produced two kittens, Ollie and Tiger.  She escaped out of my neighbors yard and gave birth in my dog Bucks doghouse.  The first my husband and I knew of it was when we saw Buck standing in front of his doghouse looking as though he were guarding something.  We went to have a look and found mama and the kittens.  Since mama cat clearly had no intention of leaving our yard and she and the dog seemed to have developed a relationship (they peacefully shared the doghouse; Buck became an interspeices step parent) We kept them warm and fed until the kittens were ready to be adopted.  We put tiger up for adoption but Ollie disappeared for a few days.  He turned up a few days later and has been here ever since.  My neighbor, the cause of all of this, was long gone by this time; he had moved out, taking mama cat with him to add to the feline population in his new hometown.  We adopted Ollie, gave him a home of his own and a warm bed.  Recently, Ollie brought a friend home, a tiny gray kitten I named Peanut.  I am trying to socialize Peanut enough to be able to pick him or her up so that I can see if he or she is a male or female, and to take him or her to the vet to check if he or she has been neutered or spayed.  If it is needed I will find the money to pay for it.  In the meantime, my neighbors have been wonderful; one brought over another cat bed, and another brought over a 15 lb. bag of Alley Cat as well as some tins of Little Friskies.  When I introduce my animal family I say, "This is my dog Buck, Bucks's cat Ollie, and Ollie's cat, Peanut."

I've never had vegan marshmellows!! PiCK ME!!

i have two rescued fur babes that were smelly, skinny and pitiful when i got them. one had no whiskers and was terrified of humans while the other had ear mites and was nervous. i raised them with love and watched them plump up to the fuzzy loves of my life. today, they do tricks, talk and beg to snuggle in my bed every night. knowing they are they for me when i'm sick or sad means more to me than anything. two kitties + me + my boyfriend = the warmest safest place around.

I found a chihuahua running in the middle of a busy street. I picked him up and checked his collar. There was a number to call. I called the number on his tag, but it was disconnected. So, I took him home and fed him until I could find his owner and return him safely.

There a few times ive tried to help wildlife. There was a time my friends cat attacked n chased a baby rabbit into her pool. We were only teens at the time bt becausd i wanted 2b a vet n have knowledge about animals she brought 2 me. The poor thing was so scared n tiny. The only damage was were the cat tore the fur,skin away from the muscle. There wasnt any bleeding bv we covered the wound and called the vets. After several rejections we started to worry. We finally got cornell university to take the baby rabbit. A week later we got a letter sayin we couldnt keep it cuz it wuz a wild cottontail. We havent heard from em since. Another time a friend went 4wheelin and ran into a tree. A baby canadian snow owl fell out of the tree. He couldnt fly yet so we took it home and named him shakespear. We fed him water through a syringe and offered small pieces of raw meat since he wasnt ready to hunt on his own. After awhile we got in trouble 4 havin a wild animal without a permit n we had 2 release him in 2 wild