The Mr. Fuddlebee Story
Glad you stopped by. My name is Mr. Samuel Fuddlebee.
When I was very young my original family either
left me to fend for myself out by my home when
they moved away or just forgot me. Well you can
imagine how I must have felt. I cried a lot at
first but then I became hungry. And I didn't know
what to do? I was lonely, hungry and confused.
Why weren't they around anymore? Why did they
just up and leave me the way they did? Good thing
it was in the springtime where the flowers were
starting to bloom. At least that was pretty nice.
You know, it was fun rolling around in the grass
and roaming the streets but I was still so lonely.
Then there were these mites that got in my ears..
what a terrible thing and I got so dirty that
I started to itch. Oh, God please help me ..
day, I guess it was the neighbor, noticed that
I was left behind and called the Minnesota Humane
Society. They try to catch me, but I was scared
and gave them a time. I was then put in a cage
and brought in to the shelter, given drops for
my ears (the mites you know) and checked out by
a vet. I was then released inside a room with
others that looked like me. I wasn't there long
before this kind lady came to get me. You might
know her. She's the one that started Have A Heart
and this Animal site.
I took just one look at her and strolled up to
say hi. I was lifted up in her arms and when we
had our private meeting in another small room,
well the first thing I did was jump up on the
ledge and get in her lap. Then I rolled on my
back and purred. I hoped I had found a home once
I couldn't hear anything but the next day she
came and took me home. The people at the humane
society told her that I would never hear but she
put her hands on my ears and prayed for me and
not to long after that I was able to hear. The
first thing I heard was her soft whistle. Guess
she, being a girl, couldn't whistle very well.
But, every time I hear that sound I come running,
knowing she is calling me.
also heard tell in our home, how the people at
the humane society told her that I was fixed,
whatever that meant. But, I soon found out what
it meant and off to the vet I was sent. Not so
bad. even thought it was a little more difficult
than it should have been. I came through it just
find. This all happened about 7 years ago.
am I doing now? I have some great friends in my
home. I have two big collie dogs that are brother
and sister. We get along really great together.
They kiss me and I kiss them. We run and play
together. They let me share their water bowl if
I want, and we hang out together, you know. friends.
We always watch out for our family. We're a team.
food and water is always there so I am not going
hungry anymore and one of my special things is
to climb on my daddy. all the way up to his head.
and clean his hair. but I can't do it all. Did
I tell you I love to lick, lick and, lick when
I sense dirt on me? I guess it was living out
in the wooded area in Minnesota and getting so
much dirt on me. Now I'm like the rest of the
retirees that live in sunny Florida and just love
my porch. My family named the porch," Sammy's
Porch". I think that's appropriate don't you?
Hey, thanks for stopping by and letting me tell
you about some of my life. Remember, if you see
a stray cat along the way and not looking to well,
give him or her a helping hand, will you? But,
remember one-thing. shelters will only keep them
for a while and then well, they are euthanized.
So try and give them a new home, will you?
hear tell from the others at the shelter that
I was in, that some were placed in small cages
and were so unhappy and so scared that they would
curl up in their litter boxes for comfort and
safety when people would come through trying to
say hello. I'm glad they didn't put me in a cage
at the humane society. I'm glad they gave me a
room with others like me. I also found out that,
if I didn't get a home real quick, they would
have euthanized me as well, just for the space.
Too many cats they say and not enough room. Could
you imagine? I would have been, gulp! Killed,
because they wanted to make room for others. If
more folks would spay and neuter their pets these
things would stop happening and maybe more shelters
of refuge will be built where the overflow will
give us guys a real chance to find a home. Remember.
we really are frighten and don't want to spend
our days in a small cage.
Hey, thanks a lot for stopping by. I sure needed
to tell someone about me. Because you know us
cats "It's All About Me".