George

GEORGE WAS ADOPTED APRIL 29, 2000!!!

Congratulations to George and his new mom...

George's Story...

Hi. My name is George. Well, it was the best they could come up with on a moment's notice. Hard to be creative when the pressure is on. I was in this cage at the Linden Animal Control. This lady comes in and takes me, another cat and a dog and goes straight to the veterinarian with us for shots and physicals. She didn't even know if I was a boy or a girl because she never had the chance to check. So we are in the examining room at the vet's office and the vet says, "What is this one's name?" With that, I am lifted in the air and flipped over on my back facing the Doc and that lady asks, "Boy or girl?" (how humiliating!) The Doc says, "Boy" and the lady says, "George". So that is how I came to be named George. (Thought it had something to do with a cherry tree (George Washington) or a rock band (Boy George), huh?)

Then I had to sit at her house in a carrier for hours and hours and hours (well, OK, it wasn't quite THAT long) until I could hitch a ride to my foster home. So I get to my new foster home and there are 2 kids and another cat and several dogs. But the foster mom thinks she is allergic to me and one of the dogs wants to eat me and the family is going away... So I end up back at that first lady's house. And where did she take me the very next day? Back to the vet where they made me go to sleep and when I woke up, it just felt like there was, well, I can't quite put my paw on it, but some part of my anatomy seemed to be missing...

Now, I have to tell you honestly here. I overheard my foster mom's son say to her on the phone, "When I come home from college for break, there aren't going to be any foster cats in my bedroom, are there???" Oops! The threat of losing all the comforts of a bedroom? Well, the son came home and believe you me, I did some serious schmoozing. I immediately jumped up on his lap and rubbed and purred and... well, see for yourself in the pictures to the left. I was doing a fine job, wasn't I? And EUREKA! I heard him say, "George is the coolest cat. He is welcome to stay in my room any time." SUCCESS! YES!!!