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To find this thread!

I have a long history of being 'found'. I often think of it that way, because the animals might be rescues, but it is they that invariably cross my path somehow.

This is Bender. Bender was an orphaned/abandoned barn cat. He was a tiny, snot covered grey mangy little kitten when he came into my life.
Amazingly, he survived his early health issues, and is now 8 years old.
In his 'hey day' he was a holy terror! A big old tom that came home with scabs and cuts and bites.
He's settled down now into pretty much a lap cat.
We love this cat so much it's crazy!







This is Mika. Mika is a rescue from the Dominican Republic.
She has quite a story, but is a survivor. We've had her for coming up on a year, and she's taken to domestic life like a duck to water.
She traded sandy beaches for snow this last winter, but has gained weight and is socializing really nicely. She's a bundle of love.






This is Cleetus Puff. (A.K.A. Big Sexy)
We fostered him until he found his forever home with a wonderful woman. He is a bearded dragon.
He loved eating the my hibiscus flowers!