How I found my Furever Family

Hello my name Is “Louie” (spelled L-O-U-I-S) I was hiding under a house trying to get out of the rain when a family leaving to go camping spotted me. They took me out from under the house and brought me to a rescue group. I have been told by a friendly man with a white coat that I am about 5 years old. I am a bit nervous, you see I can hardly see anything through my matted fur. I don’t recognize anyone. I hear the humans explain that this had been my third trip to the shelter, my micro chip tells them that. They say this time I’m in worse shape then the last. My original owners live on the other side of the island about 2 1/2 hours away by car. They don’t understand how I get here each time. I am only 10 lbs they saw. Wow no wonder I’m so hungry. I here the nice lady who brought me to the man in the white coat that she will not be returning me this time. But I want to go home, don’t I? She takes me home and begins to shave my fur, I’m scared but it feels better. I can see s little better now. The noise is too much I’m scared I bite the nice lady. I am sorry I say with my eyes. She says “I understand, tomorrow is another day.” I get food a nice bath for my red itchy skin and a warm bed. They look at me funny when I try to sleep cause my legs are like furry casts full of mats and I fall over to lay down. Tonight I dream I’m running and I can’t get away…
The next day I get fully shaved and more yummy food. A lady comes to visit me. She says she saw my picture on the computer she wants to help, she tells me when we meet “how can anyone be so awful.” She says I’m going to foster you and take care of you. I go to my new house and she tells me these are my toys and that the blue thing is my bed. I like her pink cushion better, I take that and my toys to a corner and keep it there and sleep there. I don’t know what toys are but they are mine, I check often to see if they are there. This new lady takes me to the groomer, they shave my fur even more and give me the best bubble bath. I love it here. The lady says she wants to be my mommy. She says shes gonna adopt me. Soon after I get a new baby sister a little black rescue chihuahua. We start to play and I now know what to do with my toys! I have more bad dreams but each time my new mommy pets my head and tells me I’m ok. That I never have to worry again.
3 years later I’m still with my “mommy” she grooms me and feeds me, buys me toys and plays with me. I now have 1 rescue brother and one more rescue sister and I’m uncle to all the rescue kitties that visit. I love my family. My favorite part of my days are in the morning when I wake up, before bed and before and after my mommy goes to work cause she gives me the biggest hug and tells me she loves me. And when she does I rest my head on her shoulder and I let out a big sigh cause I know that I have found my Furever Family.