If Harry and Sally Can Do It, I Can Do It!

I adopted Harry and Sally from a rescue center on Monday. They had been living at the center for 597 days! They were wild when they were found as kittens, and apparently very “street-wise” when they came to the shelter. They tell me that no one wanted them because they were older and so nervous.

They hid under the bed the entire first day and most of the second. Can you imagine being taken from your tiny cubicle — a twenty minute drive in a bouncy car, only to land in a GIANT room with all sorts of non-cat things in it?! Thankfully, the under side of the bed has a perfect access point that humans can’t get to, and it became their immediate refuge in this strange new world.

I followed the rescue folks directions and tried not to disturb the cats for the first couple of days. OK, that is such a lie. Several times I tried lying down on my stomach and peering into the darkness under the bed, (barely making out major dust balls, remnants of who-know’s-what, and two cats) and coaxed them with little treats in my outstretched paw, I mean ‘hand’. No go.

Finally, yesterday, I came into the bedroom and out of total frustration, flopped down on my bed and let out a big sigh. Haaarrry? Saaaalllllyyy? Are you there? Please come out! Well, next thing you know, Harry hopped silently up onto the bed, crawled right up on top of my chest and nudged me with his head. I nuzzled his chin, and we proceeded to have one fine love fest. Sally followed suit, and for a few moments of pure bliss, the three of us snuggled together. Just about that time, the air conditioner went on, and the sudden rattling startled my new lovers and they dove for their hiding place.

These little critters must some how, through it all, find a way to trust their new “master” and adjust to an entirely new life. In three or four days, they have gone from terrified to almost comfortable. It will take some time, but we’re getting there. And I know that is exactly what I must do. I need to continue to trust in God, knowing that He will show me the way!

God’s Peace!

About susansplace

Widowed in 2012, I am a mother and grandmother. Born in San Francisco, I now live in the town I grew up in: Mill Valley, California. I love nature photography. Just an amateur but that's OK! My goal: world peace. Got any ideas?
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6 Responses to If Harry and Sally Can Do It, I Can Do It!

  1. Jan Raffety says:

    Sue, I am so happy you now have some company in the house. I am sure they will adjust and bring you great joy as most animals do. Love your names for them. My sister in law adopted two little dogs after her husband passed away and she named them Taco and Bell as they look like the Taco Bell dog. She can’t wait to get home to them as they have been a Godsend to her life.

  2. susansplace says:

    Thank you for your kind words, Jan!

  3. Lynn Toth says:

    Ahhhh, the love fest description was great!! You are the best thing that ever happened to Harry and Sally! Cats defintely do things on their terms, but will be wonderful company for you. :o) Thinking of you and praying for you often, Sue.

  4. susansplace says:

    Thank you, Lynn! Now if I can figure out why they sleep all day and want to party all night, I’ll be one happy camper!

  5. Bev says:

    Sue… You are SOOO GREAT !!!! I just know that the three of you will live happily ever after…. I remember your cat Puff…. Beautiful baby !!! Those rascals can REALLY get inside our hearts, that’s FOR SURE!!

  6. Susie and I took in Annie last Friday. Annie is a nine week old (guessing) little tiger stripped kitten who was dumped at St Ann’s Golf Course where I was holding some meetings, hence her glorious name. As of this morning she had used the potty litter box three times in a row, which was cause for major celebration…so best wishes to you and Harry & Sally…keep us posted.

    Be encouraged!

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