Popeye came to us at the tender age of 3 weeks from Spokane Animal Control. He had been dumped in the overnight bin outside the shelter. His front legs were bent inwards from a condition known as a "varus deformity" ... two bones in each leg were growing at a different rate.
This little scamp immediately captured our hearts. He had no idea his legs were oddly shaped, and they didn't slow him down at all. As the weeks went by, his legs started straightening out, and soon it was hard to tell that anything was different. You can see Popeye's original story here.
Last week, a nice young lady in Missoula named Carmen U. saw Popeye in our summer newsletter. She called to ask if he was available for adoption. We said yes, and Carmen came out this past weekend to visit with Popeye. It was love at first sight, and Popeye went off to his new family in Missoula.
Today Carmen e-mailed us to say, "Just wanted to let you know that little Popeye is such a joy! I think he's very happy in his new home -- purring all the time, checking out every nook and cranny, and getting to know the boys and the other animals."
What a cool picture, and Story!
That little guy gives me an idea what my mentor, an Ol' Yeller (or is that orange, hee, hee!) in the home that adopted me as a kitten, must have looked like when he was a kitten. ;-D
Posted by: Nikita | May 14, 2008 at 11:55 AM