Author: Mia Wood
I went to my forever home on May 20, 2017!
Dream Home Minimum Requirements: Do you think you have a couch? Forget about it! It’s mine. Do you think you have a bed? Forget about it! It’s mine. Do you think you can ignore me? Forget about it! I have plenty to say about that. My voice is melodious, though. So basically I do whatever is in my repertoire to get your attention. I go belly-up for tummy scratches. I look into your eyes and woo if you attempt to do something other than give me attention. I give you soft “Pick me!” kisses to raise my hand (paw). Lots of soft, fluffy fur that would love to sit with you while you brush it! Full of love. Just looking for a place to plant it (and a couch to plant my hiney). I did test positive for heartworm disease. So while you can certainly adopt me on paper, I cannot be considered fully adopted until my treatment has finished, which should be by the middle of May.Read More
I went to my forever home on June 10, 2017!
Dream Home Minimum Requirements: My foster mom can’t understand why my former humans abandoned me. After all, is it my fault I escaped? Perhaps had I been neutered, I might not have escaped. Perhaps had goats not lived down the road, I might not have escaped. Perhaps if I were not a Siberian Husky, I might not have escaped. Really, my foster mom doesn’t understand. She says I must have been left outside and tried to get inside because all I want to do is curl up next to my humans. I want to play with them, be with them, let them pet me, give them kisses. The only time I even want to be outside is when that is where my humans are. My foster mom says I’m just about the sweetest dog in the world. If you are lucky enough to become my humans, there is no way you will ever feel unloved.Read More
I went to my forever home on March 27, 2017!
Dream Home Minimum Requirements: Consider my name short for damsel. I’m a soft, sweet damsel but not in distress. I’m so relaxed I will curl up in your lap or anybody’s lap, for that matter. Zero animosity towards anyone, I don’t discriminate. Whoever will show me love, I’m there. Lest you think I am too relaxed, please know I like to play as much as any young kitty. I just consider it secondary to cuddling! My favorite thing in the world to do is find the youngest human in the house and curl up under the covers with him or her and get as close as I possibly can get! That’s divine coziness!Read More
I went to my forever home on July 5, 2018!
- March 2017. If I walk on the floor and you do not pet me, I will get Close to You
- March 2017. Not your typical independent kitty, I love children. I love people. I want everybody to Pet Me!
- March 2017. To err is human. To be held and snuggled is divine!
- July 2014 in Play Ball!
- Christmas 2011 in Throne
- January 2012. The grass is always greener on the other side of the Window
- January 2012. Showing love in The Closer I Get to You
- Here I am at Christmastime 2010 in What Wondrous Eyes!
- January 2012. I co-star in Here a Kitty, There a Kitty with a dog & a cat
- July 2014, Centerpiece
More About Me: Princess Ginny. Royalty. Yep, that’s what you get with me. This little princess is not only stunning but also a really adaptable cat. I like to play, take petting breaks, and be self-sufficient. It all just depends on what you’re doing at any given moment. If you’re busy, then I am perfectly content entertaining myself. But if you want to show me some love, then that’s what I’m all about! Don’t you want to share your home with a perfect, playful, pretty, and prissy lady who loves to be loved? Does that describe you, too? From my video, you’ll see me interact with children, dogs, and other kitties like we all belong together.Read More
Hello friends and family, this is Fairbanks, aka Sofa. I adopted my family before I even met them. Thanksgiving weekend 2006, I attended a Pet Harbor function at the PetsMart and there were these people waiting for ME! My mom, and my two sisters- one four-legged and one two-legged. Both humans fell in love, but wouldn’t you?
The Princess, her name is Cheyenne, was not so keen on the idea of having a brother, but eventually I grew on her. I went to my forever home that afternoon, and because of my “special” needs — see, I had eye problems when mom fell in love with my handsome picture on the Web site — mom showed me around the house and where the back door was, toys, bowls, and my bed, and my two-legged sister took me for a walk. She is not very big, so I may have walked her.
My grandma and uncle came to meet me and they were in love. They had seen pictures, but they had no idea what a personality I had, and I charmed them, so much so that grandma brought me back McDonalds… I don’t think mom was too happy, because grandma has not done it since.
Anyway, Cheyenne and I have learned to love each other, and we both have the battle wounds to prove it. We just had to work it out our way. I dominate the food, and she dominates everything else…
I met my vet that week, and mom learned how to take care of my eyes, kinda funky, and I HATE it, but she does it anyway because she loves me. Then mom took me back to the vet to have a play day. They have doggie daycare down there and mom did not want me to hate going to the vet, so she follows it up with a play day. I never know if I am going for a shot, grooming, or just to hang out with my friends down there.
Cheyenne and I stay in the same run now, but not at first. At first we could not even ride together. The ride home on adoption day was interesting. She likes the front seat, and I am content in the back. So I let her have it. Have I told you she is a princess???
I love car rides, though, and mom took me to a place that I had not been before. I met another doctor. Apparently the eye issues could possibly be resolved??? We tried the eyedrops, nothing. Then the only other thing was that I could have surgery. Mom scheduled it immediately. You know that I am in the 10% of dogs that the eyedrops do not work? Go figure… so I had the surgery. It hurt. It was outpatient surgery. So I was at home later that day, but I was really mad at mom, so much so I would turn my back to her when she came in to check on me. I would not even take peanut butter from her, which was a problem, because she had to get my meds in me. I had to have low fat treats like green beans, potatoes, and apples. Well, when I got home initially, I ate milkbones, and then mom spoiled me with doggie cookies, ID- the canned food I LOVE, peanut butter, frosty paws, and my favorite, the miniature t bones. I did not want anything that they were telling mom I had to have. So mom cooked the green beans and the potatoes and bought me the fried apples in the can. I decided these were much better than the other way. I finally got over being mad at her, and I could see!!!! How EXCITING! One eye is better than the other, but they are both better.
Then this past summer, my two-legged sister found someone she wanted to bring home, and mom being mom let her get another husky. His name is Mikey and he was 10 months old or so they think. Henrico Humane had Mikey, So she brought him home. Now I have a brother, 2 sisters, and a mom. Mom has her own pack.
We behave, for the most part, but Mikey is young and Cheyenne and I are training him. I like to play king of the hill with both of them… I always win. Mikey is my Gilligan, and I am the Skipper.
I have my own squeaky toys that I love to run around the yard with. Mom laughs at me… I squeak it and growl at the same time. I am SOOO cute.
Mom even sneaks me out of the house to pick up Alex at track practice, I LOVE car rides, and now that I can see, I like the front seat. We all walk together and sometimes we get roasted chicken from Costco, mom says it is much better than McDonalds. That is the only time I am not gentle when taking it out of mom’s hands. I get so excited!!!! Cheyenne may be the Princess, but mom says I am the King.
UPDATE: Hello, just wanted to give you a little update… I am going to have to have another eye surgery, but this time it is for the cysts around the bottom part of my eye. This is the eye that works really great and the tumors are benign. However, they are starting to get big enough that it is bothering me. So they will freeze them off and all will be good as new. Dr. Blair also stated that since I will be under, he will look at the other eye that is not doing as well to see if it is clogged or something like that.
My mom wants me to thank you again for the chance they had to have me in their lives. I am so funny now and comfortable in every room in the house. I have slept in every bed and on every floor. She thinks that has something to do with my being able to see everything, but that is not true. I came to Pet Harbor from a very high-kill shelter. What my comfort and humor have to do with is I am so very loved now. I have a very happy home & I love my family. That’s what it has to do with.
My mom thinks Pet Harbor is awesome and we appreciate everything that you do for guys like me. I wouldn’t have my mom if it weren’t for you guys. I really am a very big part of my family and everyone loves me. Of course, I know Pet Harbor feels the same way about my mom. If there weren’t awesome adoptive parents like my mom, where would Pet Harbor have put me? I hate to think about it.
My mom’s man friend threatened to doggienap him cause he loves him so much. My mom had to tell him that unless he is going to take me for rides and to the groomers (I prance when I go and get my day spa treatments, really funny.) and he is going to give my the lifestyle that I have become accustomed to, then it would not be in his best interest to dognap me.
Anyway, I wanted to show you guys how much I have changed and how I am able to see now, and this little video shows me playing in the snow with my toy. I growl at the toy in the video while he squeaks it. I apologize for not having sound. It is absolutely hilarious, and I only like the squeaky rubber toys, not stuffed toys, not the hard rubber. I am a very picky boy now. I don’t like milk bones anymore either. My mom says I am a dream, the best dog that she has had the privilege of being owned by. Don’t tell Cheyenne that. She is spoiled rotten and doesn’t know the meaning of work or hard life…
I look forward to more updates and new things. He and Mikey and I play King of the Hill every day now.
In the pictures, you can understand why my nickname is Sofa 🙂 I am so grateful to Pet Harbor for letting me adopt this family who loves me and tells me every day and so is my family. Thanks again!
I went to my forever home on March 27, 2017!
Dream Home Minimum Requirements: Pardon me. Allow me to get that door for you. Does that paint the picture that I am a beautiful and regal cat? A distinguished gentleman, I am looking for love. Could you be the object of my affections? Oh, and I am also looking for a tall perch from which to observe my kingdom. That’s not too much to ask for, right? You may notice that my ears are short. Unfortunately, that’s due to exposure to sunlight, which is not my friend; and some resultant skin cancer. So an abundance of sunlight is one of those things I must avoid. I am fine, though. The cancer left with the tops of my ears. You won’t even notice because I’ll be too busy winning your heart with my dapper self.Read More
I went to my forever home on April 2, 2017!
Dream Home Minimum Requirements: Shhhh! Don’t tell anyone but I am kind of the favorite around here (my foster home). Curiosity did not kill this cat. I am very curious and love to be in the middle of everything. That includes getting in the faces of other cats and especially dogs (Dogs are the cat’s meow!). I am an attention getter. Whether via a gentle paw wave or encircling your ankles, when I want your attention, I promise I will let you know. Super affectionate and loving, I have only one teensy quirk. I do not like being picked up. I plant my paws concretely on terra firma. Other than that, I am one happy camper who will shower you with love!Read More