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Twelve years ago, my husband and I decided to adopt our first cat together. We headed down to the local shelter to adopt a rescue because our town has a seven-day policy on euthanizing animals.
My husband pointed to this 5-month-old cat sleeping in his litter box (who was on his sixth day)… and I didn’t want him. I wanted a different cat. My husband convinced me, however, that this was the cat we needed.
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When the shelter tried to remove him from his litter box, he flipped out, hissing and biting. He did not want to go! Regardless, we packed him into a cardboard box and took him home. On the way, he chewed his way out of the box and into my hand. Blood was everywhere.
It took two years before we could walk into the same room with him with our shoes on without him flinching. It took another five before he would let us pet him without ducking out of the way. He was fearful of everything. He is now 12-years-old, and I refer to him as my Fuzzy Baby. (His real name is Imhotep).
He now sleeps next to my face at night, allows me to pick him up and carry him around, and spends his days trying to cuddle up to me while I work at my desk. He follows me room to room, and when I leave the house, he wanders around and cries out in search of me. He is unequivocally the most beloved pet I know I’ll ever adopt. He doesn’t let anyone else get within two feet of him… but that’s fine. I adore him enough for everyone.
Story submitted by Cary Morton from El Paso, Texas.
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