Your Pet's Rescue Story
Cat - My Best Friend Rescue White
Seventeen years ago at a little North Georgia fair I decided to adopt a little Maine Coon cat named Alvin in October of 2000. I went to the shelter and had Alvin in my arms when I walked by the other cages on the way out. A little tabby cat named Molly jumped from an open cage onto my shoulder as if to seize the moment and make an escape. I couldn’t resist taking her too. So you could say that she picked me out and not the other way around. Maybe that is what made her so special…I was her human.
Molly and Alvin were the same age. They grew up together and became tight siblings. Together, they would be joined by Oliver in 2001 and then my mother’s cat, Chessie in 2016. She was the matriarch of our little family of five. She was always the “brains” behind any operation. In the last five years, she warmed up to become a “lap cat” too and stole everyone’s heart this past year as she took on the challenge to overcome her challenge. Everyone called her “Sweet Molly” but I always called her "The Roo." This past year I think giving her the care she desperately needed seemed to make the loss of my mom earlier that same year a little easier. They shared the struggle with cancer together and my mom would routinely give Molly pep talks. She left us in 2017 but her fight and spirit lives on. I will definitely drink to that!