I wanted to write a brief little story about my foster cat, currently named Thelma (my 3 year old likes to change his mind often on her name). Thelma came into the humane society about 6 weeks ago very very thin and honestly, she appeared lifeless. I decided to put her in my office while I was there to see just how bad she was. She was barely able to walk and would lay around most of the day. Thankfully she was eating and drinking water so I knew she had a chance. The interesting things about Thelma is that she never made a sound, or asked for attention, boss me around; basically she did not act like a cat, she was just there. Then one day after rubbing her on her chin, she reached out with her paw and tried to touch my hand like, please do that again. Thelma was still very thin at that point so I decided to take her home to be fostered.
Interesting note to some, my husband used to be highly allergic to cats but we have found that over the years the more he is exposed to cats the less they affect him. So I figured having Sam exposed to cats at his age might help in keeping him from developing animal allergies later on.
So now Thelma has gained some weight, meows frequently for us, purrs like a Pontiac, seeks attention and kneads on us; she has become like a member of the family. She and Sam have developed a wonderful friendship and my husband calls her our second dog.
Fostering is a wonderful experience for the entire family. I know we have been talking a lot about this program, that is because it truly saves lives and it really gives so many fulfilling moments for those who take in an animal in need. I have fostered many many animals over the years and each one has a special place in my heart. It doesn't take much time but you receive so much more in return.
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