*tries to climb
up on soapbox...can't because of arthritis in hips...pushes pet stairs against
soapbox...climbs up to give speech*
Ahem! May I haz your attention please!
Senior kittehs make pawsome pets. Why you want a young frisky kitten who
needs so much supervision? Seniors have experience. They don't need
supervision. They need LOVE. And what's more...a rescued senior knows what life
is like when he's not wanted. He can give you so much more LOVE then a spoiled
little kitten because he appreciates you SAVING HIS LIFE! Think about it.
And another thing...
*sees a bug, forgets what he was saying... climbs off soapbox and wanders off to find a place to nap*
Here are our reasons why you don't want to adopt a senior cat.
Welcome evfurrybuddy to my newest feature here on It's a Wonderpurr Life - Intermews of a Lifetime. I'm yoor host, Adorapurr, but furends call me Dori and I consider yoo a furend. *wavy paws*
I'm vewy excited for my first intermew to be with a truly wonderpurr group of ladies who are also sisfurs, each from diverse backgrounds, and highly accomplished in their fields. Please welcome Misty, Lisa and Sophie from Instagram's @Misty.s_World.
DORI: Misty and Lisa, and Sophie, thank yoo so much for taking time away from yoor bizzy schedules to be interrogated... *everyone hears loud coughing off stage* I mean.... Intermewed on my new Tuesdays
with Dori show, Intermews of a Lifetime. Misty, since yoor name is prominent on everything to do with yoor brand, I will start with yoo.
As CEO of Misty.s_World_Boutiqueare yoo legitimately
taking wesponsibility for yoor company being a Star Seller on Etsy, or are yoo willing to confess *leans forward with anticipation* that yoor just the Face
of the company like Flo at Pwogressive and do little more than lie around
waiting for the next meal to be served?
DORI: Welcome evfurrybuddy to our fourth
episode of Kick the Litter, a brand-new feature here on It’s a Wonderpurr Life
where members of the Wonderpurr Gang, comprised of cats from varying
backgrounds, generations, and breeds, gather each week to mix humor with
intelligent debate over Hot Topics that pertain to not only us, but to cats in
general all over the world.
I’m yoor host, Dori, and I will be today’s
meowderator for today’s Hot Topic.
Adopting a Purebred Over a Shelter
Kitty
DORI: Today’s
Hot Topic really set fire under our tails, and not because it’s unseasonably
warm here in FloryDa. Out of 100+ rescues our momma has only once adopted a
purebred from a breeder. (Looks at Rabbit with disapproval).
RABBIT: What? It’s not my fault I’m a
pricey pussycat. I didn’t ask to be born. Joining me in this severely one-sided
debate is my big brofur Herman who is a mystery mix of Turkish Van and probably
some kind of Purina breed.
Sorry my important nooz inpurrupted yoor programming. But when I discovered a chicken thief living in my very own kitchen, I felt it was my doody to alert the world.
DORI:
Welcome everybuddy to another episode of Kick the Litter, a brand-new feature here
on It’s a Wonderpurr Life where members of my family, comprised of cats from
varying backgrounds, generations, and breeds, gather each week to mix humor
with intelligent debate over Hot Topics that pertain to not only us, but to
cats in general all over the world.
We hope by daring to meow about these risky topics we will educate humans who sadly are still living in the Dark Ages when it comes to cats.
Today's Hot Topic up for discussion is:
WHY ADOPTING AN FIV+ CAT ISN'T SCARY OR DANGEROUS
Joining me
today are Elly, Chevy and my daddy, Nikolas. One out of the three is not
positive for Feline Immunodeficiency Virus, otherwise known as FIV+. By looking
at their faces, care to guess which one?
ELLY: Hi,
I’m Elly. Tomorrow is my sixth Gotchversary. Yes, tomorrow February 17th.
When I arrived in the yard of my future Forever Home, I was a little over a
year old. I had made friends with a handsome mancat named Noah who told me he
knew where I could find food. I’d been living in a colony for a while, but that
was a scary place. So, I followed Noah to a yard that smelled of raccoons and
dog food. I thought Noah maybe had lost his mind, but he looked expectantly at
the house, and soon a lady came out with kitty food and fresh water. She was so
nice, and I wasn’t afraid of her at all. A couple days later she took me to a
doctor so I could be adopted. That’s when she got the bad news. I was FIV+.
