Here's to the new owner and Bambi. I have a Bambi also only his name is Pumpkin Pie. Gotta love the feisty ones.

Beautiful eyes.

I had no choice I could not leave them behind to be mischaracterized as unfriendly, like they both were, to me they are just huggy muffins,they needed their special love and neither were vicious or unfriendly as described. I think they have to be careful at shelters because people complain too quickly,

They're like jewels!

Great story!

I love the Animal Rescue Site! Click on the purple bar on the home page and help fund a bowl of food for a shelter animal. WUNNNNderful stories in there!

http://theanimalrescuesite.greatergood.com/clickToGive/ars/home/?origin=ERA_061615_ARS_m&utm_source=email&utm_medium=arsreminder&utm_campaign=ars-home&utm_term=20150616&utm_content=_m

will not let anybody pick her up, but she introduced herself to me by jumping into my lap as I put food out for her. I'd been feeding her, and I guess she decided I was pretty okay. She doesn't like to get more than 2 feet away from me, so she's either plotting my demise so that she can bask in the glory of all that food I have hidden, or she just found something about me that she likes .

I've had her for about 6 years now. She was so scrawny there was no way she would have made it through the winter. Now, she's so lazy she camps out to come in if it drizzles, and stays in every night regardless. She's actually getting to be a bit of a lard bucket, but she's healthy as can be, and I love her!

Here's my girl:

Love her white vest.

I adore her. She definitely chose me!

I don't know if it is a he or she, but it's very shy and so skinny. I've been putting food and water out for it every day at 6 PM. She's taken to waiting in the shrubs until I show up. I've been able to get about ten feet from her but closer than that and she bolts. I hope we'll be friends but it is sure a slow process.

We had a feral cat who took up residence and promptly delivered kittens. No one could approach her and she was genuinely afraid of people. We did capture her kittens and adopted them to good homes. That did not go over well with our heroic Mama Cat, she saved them once in a torrential rain. Her heart breaking cries when we took the kittens told us she had no good reason to trust people. Capturing her to have her spayed did not help she literally disappeared for a month when we put her in the garage after surgery. It took three years I can pet her she seeks me out when I go outside going to the vet is the only rough spot. I am her protector from Tom cats and dogs she lets me know when something is wrong possums,deer, skunks, armadillos are not welcome in her space. Recently she even rubbed up against my daughter when she put out food. Our house cat is long gone Mama Cat is for me a new experience.

My first shelter cat had experienced a very hard life and had been abandoned outside in a Minnesota winter when his family moved away. He was an older kitty and he looked so sad in his Feline Resuce website pic. When I called the foster told me that I was the first person to call about him in the year she had had him "Everybody wants a kitten, no one wants a nice older cat."

After I hung up the phone and stopped crying I knew he was the cat for me. When I met him he actually came out and said "hi" and let me pet and brush him. He went home with me that day. He hid for a while at his new home and it took him a while to get some cattitude back, but he did. He even started meowing after a couple of weeks because I kept meowing at him. Max was with me for five years and two weeks; kidney failure got him at 16+ years.

A few weeks later I was going nuts without a cat. I saw a couple cute ones on the same website and decided to go over and meet them. One was already gone and the other was a little too skittish. I sat down in the waiting area and this big ol' Turkish Van looking cat came over and sat in the next chair, looking straight at me as if to say "You've seen the rest, but I'm the best." He wound up coming home with me. I wondered how he'd act after I got him home. No worries - he popped out of the cat carrier, took one look and said "all mine now" and was asleep on the couch within a half hour. Kidney failure got Butch too, after only 2.5 years together.

Next time I will get a young adult cat. Losing such a good friend in such a short time is just too hard.

Hopefully, the right feline will find you, my friend!