Miss Bibs The interviewer lady (IL) told me I ought to write a book about my life and its ups and downs. If I could type, I think I would. I’ll just tell you about it. I lived alone with my lady owner all my life. For 9 years, it was just the two of us. Then suddenly, she passed away. For 10 months, I was kept in our home all by myself. A caregiver stopped by three times a week to feed me and clean the litter box. That is nearly a year alone in a house—no one to pet me, cuddle with me, or talk to me. This deprivation caused my social skills to nearly disappear. So, when I was surrendered to the HSHC on October 5, I was terrified of all the strange people, new spaces, and constant hubbub. In early November, I moved into a foster home so I could slowly rebuild my trust and interest in humans. At first, I was very unhappy. I did not want to interact with my foster mom (FM). But gradually, I began to emerge from my hiding spots and seek attention and pets. FM believes her friendly, confident resident cat was the key to my success. Initially, I was not sure what to make of this 1.5-year-old kitty. But it was not long before she and I became besties. We chased each other and explored the house together. Because I have perfect litter box skills, I was allowed to roam the whole house. I have even learned how to deal with the resident dog. FM says I would benefit from having another cat in my forever home. Every day, I will meow and search for my kitty pal so we can play. If you promise to never leave me alone in the house for 10 months, I would like to go home with you. 12-10-25
Miss Bibs The interviewer lady (IL) told me I ought to write a book about my life and its ups and downs. If I could type, I think I would. I’ll just tell you about it. I lived alone with my lady owner all my life. For 9 years, it was just the two of us. Then suddenly, she passed away. For 10 months, I was kept in our home all by myself. A caregiver stopped by three times a week to feed me and clean the litter box. That is nearly a year alone in a house—no one to pet me, cuddle with me, or talk to me. This deprivation caused my social skills to nearly disappear. So, when I was surrendered to the HSHC on October 5, I was terrified of all the strange people, new spaces, and constant hubbub. In early November, I moved into a foster home so I could slowly rebuild my trust and interest in humans. At first, I was very unhappy. I did not want to interact with my foster mom (FM). But gradually, I began to emerge from my hiding spots and seek attention and pets. FM believes her friendly, confident resident cat was the key to my success. Initially, I was not sure what to make of this 1.5-year-old kitty. But it was not long before she and I became besties. We chased each other and explored the house together. Because I have perfect litter box skills, I was allowed to roam the whole house. I have even learned how to deal with the resident dog. FM says I would benefit from having another cat in my forever home. Every day, I will meow and search for my kitty pal so we can play. If you promise to never leave me alone in the house for 10 months, I would like to go home with you. 12-10-25
With an open admission policy, a No-Kill philosophy, and more than 3,100 animals crossing our threshold each year, we have still maintained a 98% placement rate over the last 3 years.
This is an amazing feat for any organization…let alone one that takes in some of the most abused, injured and seriously ill animals imaginable.
With an open admission policy, a No-Kill philosophy, and more than 3,100 animals crossing our threshold each year, we have still maintained a 98% placement rate over the last 3 years.
This is an amazing feat for any organization…let alone one that takes in some of the most abused, injured and seriously ill animals imaginable.
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