Cassie the blind cat and a boy named Wanda
From Bahama Islands Info
Sometimes it’s overwhelming to think about the difficulty in finding good homes for the 1400+ animals that enter our shelter every year. In fact, sadly, we are not able to find homes for all of them. Locally we adopt less than 10%. Thanks to rescue friends another 40% or so are saved.
So – rather than focus on those depressing facts, maybe we can find homes this week for two – only two! – amazing pets. Surely this is possible! If you can’t adopt yourself, please help by sharing this story with everyone you know, and asking them to share also.
Cassie the blind cat
Cassie was brought in by her owners with a severe head injury right before Christmas of 2012.
There was a lot of swelling and she was bleeding from both eyes. Dr. Gibbs saved her life, but her eyes were permanently affected and she is completely blind. Her owners didn’t want her back when they found out she was blind.
She is an extremely sweet and gentle cat who loves to be petted and talked to. She is in one of the quieter, less populated rooms of the shelter cattery, and has learned to navigate very well. She is very content but we think she deserves a real home and person or people of her own.
She needs to be strictly an indoor cat, and a fairly calm household would probably suit her best.
A boy named Wanda (in his own words)
I’m just back at the shelter after spending the best week of my life with a super nice lady at her house on the beach. She had to go back to Canada so (sob) I’m back. The shelter’s not really a bad place but after spending a week in a real home, well, let’s just say I’m hoping someone will bust me out of here for good, and soon! The shelter people asked me to write a few lines for you so I guess I should start with my earlier story.
After losing my first home back in 2012, I found my way to a lady’s house who let me hang around for a while. She would feed me and give me water but it wasn’t exactly like having my very own person. She started calling me “Wanda” because of how I had “wanda-ed’ into her yard. She didn’t worry too much about keeping me safe though and one day in early 2013 I was in the road and a car hit me. Boy was that scary and it hurt my leg too. The lady called the shelter people who came and got me, but she didn’t really want to pay my bill so she never came back for me.
It took quite a while for my leg to heal and I had to stay quiet for months. My leg is all good now thanks to the nice doctor that took care of me.
I’ve made sure to be on my best behavior at the shelter. I don’t mind other dogs at all and have made some friends. I stay out of trouble, and I’m extra nice to all the shelter people and visitors because I figured out they are the ones to help me get out of here. I really like humans; even the small ones!
I don’t know how I got so lucky to go home with Ms. Stephanie last week but I sure am glad; she was so nice and kind! She really liked me too I think cuz she cried a little when she took me back to the shelter.
She was amazed that I was already “housetrained”. Well, duh, I’m pretty smart if I do say so myself and I wasn’t about to screw up! Her daughter took some pictures of me and while I’m really pretty modest, I think they came out pretty nice. I’m about three years old and I weigh 65 pounds.
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