We're such big animal lovers.
We have a cat named Shelby. We got her from a local animal shelter. Our previous cat, Molly, (also a shelter cat) had to be put down at the very young age of 8 due to kidney failure. It was awful. After some time passed, I visited our local shelter. Shelby took one look at me and started meowing for attention. I petted her, then moved on to look at some other cats. She made it clear she was not happy with me looking at others, and demanded that I come back to petting her. I was instantly hooked. I called Uncle Rickey, told him he better get down here. He shows up, Shelby takes one look at him, reaches through her cage, and pulls his Red Sox hat down over his eyes. A few minutes later we were filling out adoption papers.
She is very spoiled.
We absolutely love dogs too, but our schedules would be so unfair to a dog we can't justify getting one. We make do by visiting our friends dogs as much as possible.
Here is a sleepy Shelby:
And here she is annoyed with me for waking her up:
Here is me with one of Maluca3 and Dave's doggers, Simon:
