Almost 6 years ago, I began to feel my heart had healed after the death of our beloved Nikki bird, to look for another little one to take care of. I went to BRAWA two or three weekends in a row and played with the cats…looked at the dogs and talked to them, but could not make up my mind. I came home each time empty-handed and told my husband that perhaps the time was not yet right for us to be “parents” again.
Then tragedy struck…our dear long-time friend, church family member and neighbor, Miss Ruby Wade was killed in a car accident very near our home. We visited the funeral home and I overheard a conversation between her niece Laura Ellen Headrick and a BRAWA worker about what would happen to Tayshaun. LE was being told that because Tayshaun was an older cat, he would have less chance at adoption, and LE was saying, “He hates other animals…I already have a house full of cats.” I took one look at the picture they were talking about…said , “hold on.. wait a minute…don’t make any decisions about him yet.” I walked back to talk to my husband Tony and we both took a look and agreed to meet them the next day at Miss Ruby’s house. I sat down on the porch and Tayshaun was let out of the house. He walked over and immediately curled up in my lap and started purring. I was overwhelmed. Tony picked him up and took him for a walk around the yard and again he purred. Tayshaun had found his second “forever home”. We adopted him… (he had been originally adopted from BRAWA by Miss Wade). “Tay” as he is known in our household is over 14 years old now…has arthritis, cataracts and occasional asthma attacks…but I love that old cat and he has graced our Christmas card the last few years with his picture.
After we had him for a while, Laura Ellen and I talked and both of us thought that Ruby had been taken to heaven to care for our bird up there… and that Tayshaun needed a family here on earth to care for him, so it seemed logical that it would be us. I rock him to sleep at night and with few exceptions, he sleeps on my left arm every night. He is spoiled rotten, and right now a little sick (having been to the vet twice in one week) and I would be terribly heartbroken if something happened to “our boy”.
Most sincerely yours,
I found Marley’s picture one day looking for an animal when I was living in Kentucky back in January 2011 and he was one of the first I looked at on BRAWA’s website. His eyes were so lonely that I couldn’t stop thinking about him and knew I had to have him. I called and they said they still had him so the next day I walked in and told them I was there to pick up Marley. They brought him to me and he was so scared. It just broke my heart but you could tell he had been well cared for. They neutered him and I picked him up the next day and it turned out to be the most important day of my life.
My abusive relationship was getting worse and every time he would get drunk and mean and yell, Marley and I would go to the spare room and stay the night. Marley would shake he was so scared. I kept telling myself I could fix things but soon I realized that I could not put Marley or myself through that anymore. Marley gave me the extra “push” I needed to go get a U-Haul and get ourselves out of there along with my two cats. We moved to Texas and have never been happier.
Marley loves to play with his friend Frodo (my daughter’s dog), squeak his toys (very loudly!) and fetch his tennis ball. His favorite thing to do is go to the Frisbee park although he hasn’t figured out how to catch them yet! After he plays at the park, he likes to get French fries in a drive-thru and it’s the only time he doesn’t bark at someone that is standing near me!! He is very protective. I owe Marley and BRAWA my life. If it weren’t for him I may have waited too late to leave. I am so blessed that Marley and I found each other. He will be by my side all of the remaining days of our lives.
Owner: Alice McEachern