Mrs March

Well hello there, my name is Mrs. March and like many other good cats, I have been hoping for a new home long after my babies were born and adopted into great homes of their own. Don't get me wrong because as a mother I am very happy they have been well situated, but I think that I shall give the kind folks here at CAPS a hand and offer you six good reasons to come up here to The Cat Cottages at CAPS and meet me..... one for every one of the kittens that I had
#6 The kittens that I arrived here with will be the only ones ever for me because i have been spayed
#5 I am well socialized with the other cats here at the cottage and would fit in very well in a home with other cats
#4 I'm as big and beautiful as I'm going to get, so it should be easy to tell if we will be kindred spirits
#3 I'm nobody's baby and I like a good nights sleep as much as you do
#2 I'm all grown up and know better than to bat at the strings on your pyjamas, and of course
#1 I am a cat ... which means that I am wise enough to understand the value of second chances. I would have more love than anyone could possibly imagine for someone who would open their home and their heart to a sweet and gentle lady like myself.

Daire

Hi there ... my name is Daire and if I could play the banjo I could sing you a really sad old country song. I was was dropped off on a dirt road with nothing but my dinner dish. It would still be an empty dish if a kind person hadn't taken pity on me and brought me to the Yarmouth SPCA shelter.
As you can see from my pictures, I'm a handsome fellow with winning ways. The kind folks here at the shelter will tell you that I'm a clever lad who is quick to learn. In fact, they can't imagine why someone didn't want me anymore when I'm such a well behaved fellow.
Now I won't be everyone's cup of tea because I don't care for cats. The good news is that I am like an open book, so that anyone adopting me won't be in for any surprises.
I might not care for cats, but I can promise that I would have more love and devotion than anyone could possibly imagine for someone who would be kind enough to open their home and heart to me and be reliable enough not leave me in the lurch like last time.

Vanna

Hmmmph .... my name is Vanna and I would like somebody to know that I am not pleased. Please don't get me wrong, because everyone here at S.H.A.I.D has been very kind ... but all the adopters just hurry right past my cage as if I was invisible.
I've been here at S.H.A.I.D for almost a year now and have watched all the other cats come and go. So if I seem to have a little 'cattitude', you will have to understand how I feel.
I'm really not all that old and the kind folks here keep telling me how beautiful I am. In fact, I overheard them saying that they actually like my cattitude because it shows that I have spirit. Another cat might have become depressed in my shoes, eh?
We tabbies have a well deserved reputation for being friendly .. but its hard for people to really tell what we are like in the shelter. In fact, the staff here say that some cats really don't begin to blossom until they are secure in the comfort and love of their new home.
So maybe I don't fawn and grovel as much as I should, but then we cats were never supposed to be doormats, hmmm? I'm holding out for the person who is secure enough not to need that kind of thing.
I'm not a fortune teller, but I can promise you that underneath this diva exterior there is a world of love and devotion just waiting to be discovered .... for the person who is wise enough to see that I might just be tired of being passed by and overlooked.

Skittles

Ummmm .... my name is Skittles and I'm doing the best I can to keep my chin up. Don't get me wrong because I really am grateful that the Queens SPCA have taken me into their care. Its just that after eight happy years, I wasn't expecting my guardian to pass away and leave me all alone.

My foster Mom told me that I've actually been pretty lucky to have been loved and so well cared for. Unlike a lot of homeless beagles, I have always lived indoors.

I might not be any kind of a hunter, but now I've got to look for a new home. That might not sound like such a big job, but not everyone out there is interested in adopting an eight year old dog. So I've decided to give the Queens SPCA a hand and give you eight good reasons to come and meet me... one for each candle on my birthday cake:

#8 I've always been a housedog, so I won't need to learn the ropes about housetraining

#7 My owner was quite elderly so I already know how to be gentle

#6 My owner took good care of me and I am still up to date on vaccines

#5 Trust me, at my age I like a good nights sleep as much as you do

#4 Eight is really middle aged for a dog as we dogs are living longer lives with good food and care

#3 I'm nobody's baby, so it will be easy for you to tell if we are kindred spirits

#2 Even though I love jelly beans, I can promise I am as healthy as a horse .... but happily not as big as one .. heh heh heh ... and last but not least

#1 I am definitely old enough and wise enough to appreciate the value of a second chance at love. I might not be the biggest boy on the block, but I would have more love than anyone can imagine for someone kind enough to open their home and their heart for a middle aged fellow like me.

Lionel

I may just be a little cat but I have a very big, special story. My name is Lionel and I came to CAPS when I was just a little tyke only a few weeks old. I was all covered in oil and gas...and my feet were all burned. I was so afraid of everything.

My foster mother helped me grow and although everyone said I was still shy and quiet.....I'm here to tell you I was a happy little boy. In fact, they thought I was so sweet that in no time I was adopted.

Then I began to limp. After a bunch of x-rays and tests they found out that I had a broken hip( The vet said it was probably from an injury when I had when I was a small baby.) So they fixed me up and I started to get better.

But I still had problems and kept at my own tail until the vets said it would be best to "bob" it. My family no longer wanted me, so I was returned to my foster mother.

I'm just a little guy, and I've just been through so darned much stuff. I get scared of other animals sometime. (That must be why CAPS says I should be an indoor cat and an only cat )

I know its a lot to ask, but you would be my hero if you could be kind enough to understand that I just had such a tough time. I just bet if you had lots kind words and cuddles for me that I could really be your best guy....Forever.

If We Could Talk to the Animals

Actually, we can talk to the animals. Its just a darn shame that we can't listen to what they have to say.
I am the webmaster for The NS Homeless Pet Project. For those of you who haven't visited the site, it is a volunteer effort partnered by myself and the wonderful woman who hosts all my other web projects (www.danjo.ca ) It is an information resource designed to promote adoption, pet retention and good animal care.
I want this blog to complement the website and help round out the picture for the wonderful animals out available for adoption in NS.
Unlike the pet pages, there will be less structure here. Some of the lovely pets that will be featured here will have been waiting for their Forever home for far too long. Others will be featured because they have an interesting story. And of course some will be here because they will be looking for a hero to save the day.
Please come back and visit often. You might just find your next kindred spirit here one day.