Hello and happy Monday! Welcome to Part 2 of my book reading and thank you so much for coming.
Today I’m going to share a few of my diary entries when my life took a turn for the better. I’ll be reading about when I was rescued – and adopted! Yay! This is what I wrote on January 6, 2011: Today was an exciting day! A worker came to my cage to take me out and put me in a box. I got real scared because I thought I was going to be put to sleep. I couldn’t see out of the box so I didn’t know what was going on. I heard a lot of humans talking, and the next thing I knew I was in a car. Imagine that! A car! A little while later I finally got to come out of the box and I couldn’t believe it—I was in a different doctor’s office. “Oh boy, here we go again” I thought. I looked up—and there was the lady that was asking about me yesterday! But she was crying, and that made me nervous. Everybody was fussing over me and saying things like “poor baby” and “what a shame.” The doctor came in to look at me and had a list of stuff he had found wrong: I only weigh 3.2 pounds, I have a bad URI and a broken canine tooth, and I’m dehydrated and hypothermic. And my nose is really sore and it started to bleed when they cleaned it. The vet tech force-fed me with a syringe. I didn’t like that very much, but she said I have to eat to get strong. Everyone here is so kind to me, and it smells a whole lot better than it did at the shelter. I have a whole room to myself, too. So now I’m going to turn in for the night and cuddle up to my snuggly warm heating pad and not have to worry about “Death Row.” That lady who took me from the shelter is my fairy godmother.
Today is “Change a Pet's Life Day,” a day devoted to encouraging animal adoption and spreading awareness of animal welfare issues.
There are many ways to participate, but I chose to share the amazing stories of two rescued cats, Diamond and Stanley Blaze, and the amazing women who rescued and adopted them.
Lola: Well, we're still getting used to blogging. Yesterday, after we posted about National Hug Day, we found it was National Answer Your Cat's Question Day. Sigh..... we'll get this right some day. Anyhoo, I'm always thinking of things I want to ask Mommy.
So Lexy and I put together a couple of questions for her.
Hello and happy Monday! Last night Lexy and I were meowing about ideas for blog posts. We were both thinking very hard when Lexy meowed to me, she meowed “Lola, you’ve never done a book reading on the blog.” Oh my stars, she was right! I did a book reading on Facebook, but I never did one for my blogging friends! So, I have a surprise! I’m going to do a reading from my book every Monday for the rest of the month (and who knows? Maybe I’ll do more!) I’ll share some of my diary entries and I think it will be super.
Before I start sharing my diary entries, I want to say some may think some of them are sad. I want everyone to know I don't share my story because I want to make others sad, or because I want them to feel sorry for me ("woe is me" isn't my style. I'm too happy go lucky for that!) I share it because it's important to let people know what can happen to an animal if they are abandoned or not taken care of. OK, here we go.. Ahem… This entry is from December 16, 2010: Today was the worst day of my life. I was thrown away, just like that, in a smelly dumpster behind the building. That’s just mean, especially since I’m only six months old. I’m still a baby! Sigh.... Well, here I am in the shelter, where they gave me an animal ID number and named me Lola. My name isn’t Lola, but they don’t understand what I’m meowing when I’m trying to tell them my real name. The lady who named me is nice to me, so I’ll let her call me Lola. I’m warm and I have a bowl of food, but I don’t like this cage. I don't like this place. I want my home. Boy, they poked me and felt me all over the place (even in my private parts!) and looked at my teeth and took blood. I heard someone say I have to be “fixed.” Fixed? I'm not broken! What are they talking about? I'm so confused. This one is from December 20, 2010: Today someone came and took me out of my cage and put me in a little box. When I popped my head out, I was in a doctor’s office and I had a feeling something not good was going to happen. First they stuck me with needles to give me vaccines, put a microchip in my neck, and then my belly got shaved. How embarrassing! And the doctor wrote down that I’m a year old. Hello! I’m six months old, thank you very much. Then they stuck a needle in my paw and I got very sleepy and took a nap. When I woke up I had stitches in my belly, so I guess they fixed whatever was broken. I don’t like this place and I want to go home. And here’s one from December 30, 2010: My cold is worse. I haven’t been eating much because I can’t smell my food and I’m so cold! I wish I could have a blanket. Achoo! Oh darn, every time I sneeze I get mucus all over my face. Sigh…. Should I just give up? I hope you enjoyed it. Please join me next Monday for another reading when I'll share when I was rescued!
Hello and Happy Sunday! Today I set the timer on the camera so I could get a photo of me being a little mischievous.
I'm being sneaky! I'm taking a little rest on Lexy's scratcher but as soon as I'm finished I'm getting off or else she'll come over and swat my butt. Will you keep my secret? Lola
Hello and Happy Caturday!! Today is no ordinary Caturday, folks. Can you guess why? OK, I won’t keep you in suspense, I’ll just tell you. Today is my Adoptaversary! It’s my Gotcha Day!
Five years ago today I came home to live with Mommy (and Lexy – I shouldn’t forget her) for forever! I get so excited on this day (as you can tell by all of the exclamation points) that I can hardly sit still! Here's what I wrote in my diary that day: "When we got to my new home, I smelled a cat but I didn’t have a chance to see it because Will rushed me off to the bathroom. I’m still sick, so I have to be separated for a while. I heard Mommy say, 'They’ll have to be introduced slowly'. So far I like Mommy. She gives me hugs and lets me give her face rubs. She even made me a little blankie so I’m not cold. Isn’t that super? And she doesn’t get upset that I have diarrhea. She just picks up the rugs and puts towels down on the floor for me. Wow, I can’t believe I have my own bed, and I can walk around and not have to live in a cage anymore. I lived in a cage for 31 days and it wasn’t fun. Tonight when I sleep in my bed I’m going to pray that all the cats on Death Row be saved just like I was." I didn't sleep a wink the night before because I was just too happy about going home. I can't believe that was five years ago. I started today's celebrations by sitting on Mommy’s face early this morning. Once I was sure I had her attention I started licking her face. (Well, it’s a special day so she should make sure she gets a bath!) After she finally got up Lexy and I had breakfast. Lexy had her fave – chicken flavored Fancy Feast, and Mommy gave me crunchy food! It’s my favorite! (Every day should be my Gotcha Day!) I got lots of hugs and kisses from Mommy, and Lexy licked my head. Here are a few photos of me taken over the years.
I wanted to do something special for my Gotcha day, so I thought we’d do our first ever commentathon! Oh my stars, this is so cool! For every comment we get on this post Mommy will donate .50 (up to $50) to Oliver’s Orphan Oasis in Putnam Valley, NY. OOO is a one-woman rescue/shelter run by a wonderful woman, Carolyn. Auntie Carolyn took the kitten that Will found under a car a few years ago and found her a forever family. So please comment, and please spread the word! Let’s raise money for Oliver’s Orphan Oasis! And don’t forget... Adopt, Don’t Shop!
Hi, I'm Lola! I went from dumpster kitty to princess and I lived the best life ever! I made my journey to the Rainbow Bridge on 1/16/24. I was always passionate about rescue and animal welfare and giving all animals the best life they deserve. I was an author, too! You can buy a copy of my book below. My sister, Lexy, and my Mom continue the blog. Welcome!
