Posts Tagged ‘Little Orphan Annie’

Six years ago today my world completely changed.  I used to think that my friends who became grandmothers quickly turned into gushing, obsessive, photo flashing ninnies.  And I quickly joined the club.  FRC  was born August  2008 and I became Gigi.  In case you’re wondering what Gigi stands for, it’s Glam Gram – as you can see, I wanted to be grandmother but I didn’t want to become a Grandma.  Certainly not.  I may be a woman of a certain age but I’m not a Granny.

Look who turned my world upside down and I am so grateful she did. I’ve said it before, Finley is my heart!

Sweet baby Finley Ray

Sweet Baby

Finley Is In The Pink

This cutie Is In The Pink

St. Patrick's Day Baby

St. Patrick’s Day Baby

Finley's First Visit To Ocean Grove

Finny’s First Visit To Shore

Finley Finally Baptized

Finally Baptized

Finley Celebrates Her 2nd Birthday with Snow White

Princess Celebrates Her 2nd Birthday with Snow White

A Snow White Tutu

A Snow White Tutu

She Inherited The Cleaning Gene

She Inherited The Cleaning Gene

A Yankee Fan in Boston!

A Yankee Fan

Pinkalicious Turns 3

Pinkalicious Turns 3

Finley in her Nurse Costume

 Playing Nurse

Garden House Pre School

Little Orphan Annie is 4

Little Orphan Annie is 4

Jamaica Girl

Jamaica Girl

Finley in San Diego

 San Diego

Visiting Gigi in Ocean Grove

Visiting Gigi at the Jersey Shore

She's A Beauty

She’s A Beauty

Soccer Player Just Like Mommy

Soccer Player Just Like Mommy

And A Ballerina Too

And A Ballerina Too

Finley Ray Clark

My precious!

Happy Birthday Princess!

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Little Orphan Annie rescue cat

Belle De L’Ombre

Life is Good!  From homeless orphan on the Jersey Shore to pampered puss on Park Avenue!

Photo courtesy of Murray Head

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It all started this summer….quite often I would find Nicky leaning into a window, staring intensely.   He was looking at a cat, an intruder in his mind!  Sometimes there would be two;  A black female and a gray and white male who was NOT neutered.  There would be yowling and howling and Nicky would run from window to window to keep track of their whereabouts.  I would dash out and shoo them away, sometimes even throwing water on them!  I know that sounds terrible especially coming from an animal-lover BUT my own cats are my first concern and Nicky always got visibly upset over this invasion.

Fast forward to mid-September – the gray and white cat has disappeared but the black cat keeps coming back.  She would come up on the porch and look in through the screen doors or she would be on the back steps earnestly looking at the door, perhaps to see if it would open and let her in.

Please Ma’am may I come in!

She showed up one day when Peter was out in the yard and of course he petted her.  And she kept coming back….  It wasn’t long before it was apparent she was spending most of her days and nights on our porch so of course we started giving her small amounts of food.  However as a week went by and we knew we would be heading back to NYC, we got concerned as to who would feed her?   Would she have to resort to scavenging and/or hunting for mice or worse, birds?  

We had already started asking everybody we knew if they wanted a cat.  I begged our neighbor (who loves cats) to take as she had been visiting their doorstep also.  He wanted her but alas, his wife did not and besides they often took care of their son’s dog.  What to do?  We called all the rescue groups we could  find and it was always the same story;  There are so many abandoned and stray cats in the county that the rescue groups are overwhelmed and the shelters are full.   We gave our neighbor some food and asked him to feed her while we were gone.

Another week went by, we posted a plea on the town blog, put up Free Adoption posters in a couple of places and the temperature was starting to drop.  Finally a rescue group agreed to take her and find a foster home for her.  Peter delivered her to them, the next day she was taken to a Vet who confirmed she was spayed, no microchip, healthy and he updated all vaccinations and said “This cat is well-fed and healthy, she must belong to someone, you can’t give her away”  AND SO THEY DROPPED HER OFF AGAIN AT OUR HOUSE!  When we returned from NYC a day later, Peter thought he was seeing things when this little black cat came up to him and rubbed herself against his legs. OMG!

NOW the push to find a home for her was getting desperate!  And I was getting obsessive!  I couldn’t stand the fact that she spent night after lonely night sleeping on a chair on our porch.  It was getting colder each night. 

Our friend Murray came to visit over Columbus Day weekend and the little sweet cat captured his heart BUT he proclaimed he just didn’t want a cat at this point.  He sent photos of her to our mutual friend, Rosemarie,  a true lover of all wildlife AND…she said she would take Annie (I named this little orphan on the day of Finley’s Orphan Annie birthday party).  Rosemarie has never owned a cat but she was willing and eager to take on her new charge and planned on naming her Belle.  AHhhhh a sigh of relief, gratitude and happiness.  Belle was going to have a new home! 

We kept Annie/Belle with us in the house for the next two days hoping that we would see signs of a past domestic life return to this cat who seemingly had been living outside (but we weren’t entirely sure about that) albeit she does weigh 13 lb. and always wanted to come in the house.  That night she sat on my lap and then when we went to bed, up the stairs came the cat and plopped herself in the middle of the bed where she stayed all night much to the dismay of Nicky and Nora.

This fairy tale came true and has a very happy ending.  We delivered Belle to her new home yesterday.  She spent the afternoon exploring her new digs and ate dinner out of her new dish and lapped up lots of water.   A picture is worth a 1000 words so the following should tell the whole story!

stray cat, black cat, rescue cat

Belle Is Beautiful

new mommy, Belle Bria

Me and My Mommy

terrace, Belle, black panther

Just Looking…,

All photos courtesy of Murray Head

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