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These are tales you send to us, telling how wonderfully your adoption or foster experience with "our kitties" has turned out!  We love 'em!  Keep those cards and letters coming!!

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       I was making a donation and decided to check the “successful adoption” area and there she was, Palamino, or should I say, Macy Day. 

      Macy is now part of the family, and has been for over three years now, having two chocolate labs, Sadi at 14 yrs and  Suki at 4yrs., for sisters.  

      As this photo shows

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she is best friends with Suki  although she  is loved by us all.

 I am so very thankful that you were there to rescue her mother with her kittens so that Macy could become part of our family. Thank you so much.

Merrill H.




I'm a handsome elderly gentlemen of 16 who has lots of life left and lots of affection to give. I lost my home of eight years last July due to some very unfortunate circumstances (still  miffed about THAT!)  and was returned to FFGW. I had to undergo a couple of surgeries for kidney problems, which FFGW paid for, and recovered nicely at McLean Animal Hospital. Luckily, a space opened up in foster care last November, and I went home with foster mom Mary Jo M to take up residence with the two house cats, Carmen and Kiley. We had a few hissy matches at the beginning but soon settled down---they realized I was the boss!
I was fully prepared to live out my life at Chez M. I went to a couple of adoption fairs, but people tend to look at the young whippersnappers and overlook mature felines like me. Then, last month, a miracle happened!  A very nice womn named Suzanna was looking for an older cat for her former mother-in-law, a lovely 90-years-young lady whose cat had recently passed over the Rainbow Bridge.  Suzanna saw my pciture on the Web site and knew immediately I was The One! After all, who could resist a BOC (technical veterinary term for Big Orange Cat)? Suzanna came by and got me and my scratching post (I like it even though I have no front claws) and a couple of toys and took me to my new home.
At first I was a little grumpy about being uprooted again. I hid under the bed for a day or so, but then decided maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. My foster mom had given me lots of affection, but she does, after all,  have two other cats and a job. This new person, on the other hand, was home ALL the time and could devote ALL her attention to yours truly. Me likey! So I crept out from under the bed that night and slept at the foot of Mrs. Braun's bed. I even gave in and began to eat a little. By the third day, according to a report from Suzanna, I was really liking this, and Mrs. Braun was totally in love with me (can you blame her?) All the food and water and petting sessions I wanted----and I know I am here for good.  I miss my foster brother and sister, but it is good to be the King!  Guess you could say I've found my niche in life....sorry, have to go...time for another snuggle session with mom!

                                                                          Mary Jo M.

Our family has adopted a very lovable and personable kitty, Bud. We had lost a member of our family, Sporty, and we were still feeling the lose when we were alerted that the FFGW had a wonderful kitty available for adoption.

Bud was rescued by a good-hearted shelter after he had been hit by a car. BudUnfortunately, the surgeons had to remove his right rear leg from the hip but it hasn't doused his spirit! We visited the FFGW adoption fair and met Bud and were immediately smitten. We brought him home with us that very day.

He has settled into our family wonderfully -- he sleeps with us, plays "toe monster" in the morning to wake us up, is continually curious about **anything** we eat, and is such an adolescent: one moment skittering around the family room with his favorite toy and then the next moment snuggling up to us for a relaxing and refreshing snooze. He had such a great personality and we are saddened to think that someone thought he was not worth keeping. But we're very happy that he joined our family. He's bright, inquisitive, snuggly, and playful. It's amazing how well he gets around and leaps about with only 3 legs! He gets along with all -- adults and children.

Thank you FFGW for giving us such a wonderful new family member.   The Reidy family


Two years ago (November 6, 2004) I adopted my first pet and my best friend.  In a year where I took a new job and turned 30, I felt it was time to get a pet.  I had never owned a cat, but had been turned on to them by my younger sister who had three of her own.

Having noticed an add in the Washington Post Express, I called the Feline Foundation and filled out all the appropriate forms.  Initially, I was going to get an adult cat due to my inexperience with cats, but with my little sister living in this area I was granted the opportunity to adopt a kitten if I so desired.

I first noticed his picture on the FFGW website, and Achilles3on Halloween of 2004 I went and met "Mr. Grey" at his residence in Adams Morgan.  He was about 8 weeks old at the time, one of 7 kittens born to his mother Athena.  Until that never, I had never experienced love at first sight, but that little guy made me melt.  He crawled into my lap and I just knew we were meant to be together.

The following Saturday I came with my sister to pick him up and take him home for good.  Having named him "Achilles" due to his warrior-like male dominance and acknowledging his Greek mother, he quickly became the center of my world.  We played together, sat on the couch together, and he even began sleeping with me at night.

Achilles1Within a few months, another cat arrived in my life.  My sister's cat Twinkie had a weight problem living with my parents in PA.  She came to Virginia for a vacation/fat camp to help slim her down.  Achilles took to her so well, that she has never left.  With long work hours keeping me at the office on occasion the two darlings have each other during the day.  Together they sit in the window and snarl at birds or play with the furry mice to pass the time.  I could not be happier with the way this has worked out.

I'd like to thank the Feline Foundation for introducing me to Achilles2my best friend and making my existence more meaningful because of the joy this little guy has brought me.  Never in my life would I have guessed that I could be such a cat lover, but charming little Achilles has made me a better man.  A friend of mine at the office once said referring to cats, "sometimes the best people in life are fur people."  And my little fur people are just that; the absolute best!  FFGW, keep up the great work!

Peter C.


     Nyssa came to us through FFGW. My cat was 6 1/2 and depressed because his buddy across the hall had recently crossed the Rainbow Bridge. He still visited with the family every day, but didn't eat for 3 days after Smokey crossed over. On the advice of his therapist, we decided on a female 2-3 years' younger, so his dominance wouldn't be tested. I tried cats through FFGW and newspaper give-up adoption ads. None worked and back they went. Then, Feline Foundation sent me a photo of a 2-year-old snow white female with a traumatic background. Her first owner almost completely tore off an ear to teach her a lesson. She was in a foster home for love, treatment, and healing. A young couple adopted her and kept the name given by her foster mom - Nyssa, to avoid further trauma. After a year, they decided that she was alone too much. I later found out the husband didn't like her nervous vomiting. They brought her to us June 30, 1996, put her carrying case on the floor and opened the door.

     Thump, thump, thump went Meli's heart - Instant love!! Nyssa and Meli PouncingAnd she WAS beautiful. He tried to go in the case, but she was terrified. I told him to leave her alone. He understood exactly what I said. It killed him, but he sat there and watched her explore, until she hid in the bedroom closet. After a total separation while I was at work, free roaming when I got home and overnight, all was fine. She began to accept Meli as a playmate and was impressed with his good looks. Despite being neutered, he knew a female when he saw one. And she was a babe. The indignities she endured; but she truly loved him and would kiss his face which misread.

     They were frequently cuddled on her chair like an old married couple. We were a happy family.

     In October 2005, Meli had surgery for bladder cancer. It recurred this year and metastasized. He had no pain and was still going after Nyssa, but he began fading. He was put down at home on July 17, 2006 with Nyssa and his human friends surrounding him. Nyssa and MeliHe was 16 1/2. She still looks for him in his closet and calls him, but is enjoying all the attention she's getting. She is 12 now, gorgeous, and still cannot be picked up and held - that's how long her fear has lasted. I don't know if I'll get another cat for her because she loves having no competition. I'll know if she has the need for a feline pal, just as I knew Meli would let me know when he was ready to cross over. We're still adjusting to life without him, so now is not the time - the pain is too fresh.

 Fortunately, she's the comic relief.. And she is dearly loved.

Sylvia T

Arlington, VA


Paddington and his Baby Brother!


Paddington was rescued with his 5 siblings in June 2004. Although the kittens had been fed and watched over by a concerned caretaker, they had never been handled by people until the day our volunteer went out to  bring them into foster care. They were pretty shocked at the move indoors and took a few weeks for them to decide that being hugged and kissed wasn't terrible after all. Paddington was the shyest of the group and was in foster care for almost a year before he found his person. 

Here's an update: 
Paddy joined Momma last year and enjoys playing all around the house, although he really prefers lying on Momma's lap and giving her face rubs with his own face. In the evening, he likes to cuddle up to Momma and lay his paw across her shoulder as they fall asleep. But he was beginning to get lonely during the day when Momma went to work. The first kitten they tried to bring in was far too rambunctious for the still timid Paddy, and he was a bit of a wreck after three weeks, so they found the kitten a wonderful new home.

But now, Paddy has a little brother he truly loves: Shadow, adopted from a family member of Momma's. Paddy and Shadow could be twins - their white marks on their faces even match! And Shadow lives up to his name, following his big brother everywhere - sometimes playing, but sometimes just snuggling as Paddy gives him a bath. Here's some pictures of the new happy family, Paddy - the light of my life - and Shadow - beloved by us both.



Duffy at RestIn September 2000, I adopted a feral kitty from FFGW then named Duffy, a 10-month-old buff tabby with a deformed rear right paw. Duffy, his mother, and his littermates had been rescued in Oxon Hill. Duffy decided that he liked the soft life indoors. When I met him, he was living with his kind-hearted foster mom, Alena, and her two sweet kitties. He was already a big boy. His first greeting to me was a hiss. 

I brought him home, and he hid in the guest room for quite a while. He was drawn out with cat food and cuddling. Duffy has the softest mouth, and loves to be hand-fed.  Eventually he got used to the house, and his older sister Brigid, a beautiful Turkish Angora who is also a rescue kitty.  He is a major character--he barks, loves to show his belly, and enjoys being worshipped. 

Last year, we moved to a beautiful place where Duffy and Brigid can enjoy nature safely at ground-level. His favorite place in the house is the recliner that came with the house. 

Duffy was not an easy cat to raise--it took a lot of patience and time--but he had lots of help at the beginning of his life, and he is a sweet, loving friend whose heart is in proportion to his large size!

Patricia Maloney



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(In both pictures: On the left, Cosmo (six years old) a graduate of Arlington Animal shelter and on the right, Molly (three years old and formally know as Aldie) and a graduate of FFGW.)

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Molly has been Cosmo's companion and playmate for one year and during that time she has had such a positive, profound impact on Cosmo that I am VERY amazed. 

Within a week of her arrival and the obligatory hissing, Molly earned free reign of the house and she explored the house with Cosmo tagging behind her, wondering who she was. Within two months, they were taking turns chasing each other up and down the stairs, playing hide and seek, stalking each other, rolling across the floor in a large fur ball and getting nose to nose and boxing. At four months, Molly ran up to Cosmo, who had never been groomed by another cat before and started grooming his head, he got all big eyed, freaked out and ran and hid. Now, they groom each other. 

Molly use to sit and watch Cosmo catch little treats that I would toss to him. He'd catch them by jumping up and trapping the treat between his front paws. One day, Molly let out a meow, sat back on her hind legs and waited for me to toss her a treat. She did drop the first few treats I tossed her but soon after that she was catching as regular as Cosmo.

Molly and Cosmo are rarely separated now. I call them "the twins" because they are so close, both in looks and distance between them...see the pictures. Molly is a big time cuddlier and when she climbs into my lap, Cosmo is not far behind her and the two of them make quite a lap full. 

Molly has taught Cosmo to be a much friendlier cat and more loving then he ever use to be. Now if she could just teach him to walk into the carrier so I wouldn't have to chase him around prior to a vet visit, I would be very happy.

Thanks FFGW for helping me find such a terrific companion for Cosmo. The twins are great together.

Denis Williams


In September of last year I brought home a skittish, waif-like Lucia (formerly Elsie) and her young daughter Sabina (formerly Sunshine).  Lucia was maybe a little more than a year old, and her young daughter was just over 4 months. Lucia Lucia had been rescued months earlier, abandoned in an alley. And she was pregnant.

By September all of her kittens, except one, had been adopted. She was too bonded to her for them to be separated. So I happily took them both.  The entire way home in the car they both struggled like mad to find any possible way out of their carriers. And when I let them go in my small apartment, they both huddled under the couch, both making sure that the other was alright.  A conciliatory gift of yogurt was grudgingly accepted by Sabina, but Lucia remained hidden all that night and well into the next morning.

Now, 7 months later, when I walk into my apartment, I am greeted by the now happily chubby Lucia and her distinctive meow--which is really a cross between a bark and a squeek.  Although I am not sure that Lucia will ever be a "lap cat", she goes well out of her way every day to make
sure that I know that she appreciates and trusts me. As soon as the alarm goes off in the morning she is right there for her morning rub.  And on the weekends she likes to lie in bed with me, kneading my arm with her paws and purring. She also spends a lot of time on her back on my pillow when I am not in bed. She Sabinalooooooooooves the bed.

Sabina, not having endured the hardships of her mom and also still being a kitten, is, well...a kitten. She enjoys shredding toilet paper and stalking anything that moves. Including her mom (both human and feline).  Both mommy and her kitten are well adjusted and happy. And nothing could make me happier.

Jessica MacKenzie



When China first laid eyes on his new owners, five years ago this last October, he thought they were monstrous. Called Angora at the time, he snuggled in with his two brothers, Cashmere and Argyle and braced himself. "AACK! They are reaching for me!"

At eight weeks old, China and his two brothers had been rescued from a parking lot in Northern Virginia. Their father was an infamous stray cat in the area. The mother was no where to be found, but she'd left an unmistakable mark on her feral kittens, the notion that humans were downright scary.

Luckily, when Kitson and Guy five years ago knocked at the door of the foster home and met a handful of charming kittens, they looked past the precocious purring tabbies and the friendly little calicos rubbing on their legs. They could see that China, who peered out from behind one of his brothers ears' trembling, needed a special family, one that would pay him extra attention and bring him around.

The first night at home, China hid away, sleeGbatu Chinaping inside a toiletry kit in the bathroom. Their dog, a rottweiler princess named Gbatu, took tiny the little China doll in as her baby and refused to leave his side. China thought this was just fine, and with a little patience and a lot of tender loving care from Kitson, Guy and the dog, it wasn't long before China was tearing through the house attacking the laundry and any knitting bags he could find. Within days, he turned into quite a snuggler.

Five years later, China is as well-adjusted as any cat could be. He doesn't care too much for people in the house other than his immediate family, but he has been known to warm up to anyone holding a can of Fancy Feast. Sadly, Gbatu died in 1998, but China can be found many mornings curled up under her portrait in the master bedroom.

Kitson Flynn