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Found out our eldest cat died this week after being hit by a car. She was 20 years old so been about almost my whole life. Will miss her #cat #pet #goodbye #gonebutnotforgotten #petlove #instapet #goodnightsweetdreams https://www.instagram.com/leomgray/p/BtDeP_zHLTH/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=sq4jiyr5lxhj
I kind of miss my babies💔😭 #catsofinstagram #cats #ragdollcat #ragdoll #ragdollbluepoint #ragdolltortie #petlove #missingmykitties #unilifeabroad #unilife #catdaddydance #unilyfe
I have missed these fluffballs! Look at them snuggling up together!😭❤️❤️❤️ . . . . #cat #cats #cats_of_instagram #catsofinstagram #kitty #kittycat #pet #love #petlove #catlove #kittylove #precious #ragdoll #ragdolls #ragdollstagram
furry friend is there to greet you at the door...
🐾✨ When you come home after a long day and your furry friend is there to greet you at the door… The way their tail wags, the soft purring, those puppy eyes It's like they know exactly how to make everything better. Here's to the unconditional love of our fur babies, who don't ask for much but give us everything. 🏡🐶🐱👀💕🥺💖
The Rescued Dog Shaina Tranquilino August 14, 2024
Maggie had always been drawn to the quiet ones, the animals who sat in the corners of their cages, eyes wide with fear or resignation. Working at the local animal shelter for years, she had seen dogs come and go, each with their own story. But there was something about Jasper that made her stop in her tracks the first time she saw him.
He was a scruffy, medium-sized mutt with fur the color of soot and a patch of white on his chest that looked like a broken heart. He had been brought in after being found wandering the streets, thin and skittish, with scars that told of a harsh life. He didn’t bark or growl like the others. Instead, he curled up in the corner of his kennel, trembling whenever anyone came near.
For weeks, Maggie tried to coax him out of his shell. She would sit outside his kennel during her breaks, talking to him softly, offering treats that he would only take once she left. Slowly, ever so slowly, Jasper began to trust her. He’d inch closer, his dark eyes watching her every move. Then one day, when she reached out her hand, he tentatively nudged it with his nose. That was the moment Maggie knew Jasper wasn’t just another dog—he was meant to be hers.
Bringing Jasper home wasn’t easy. He was nervous and easily startled, prone to cowering at sudden movements or loud noises. Maggie, too, carried her own scars—she had spent years trying to heal from a broken relationship, the echoes of which still haunted her in the quiet of her home. She knew that healing wasn’t a straight path; it was a series of steps forward and back, moments of hope and despair. But with Jasper, she felt a renewed sense of purpose.
Days turned into weeks, and slowly, they began to find a rhythm together. Jasper learned to trust Maggie’s gentle touch, and she learned to read the signs of his anxiety, knowing when to give him space and when to offer comfort. They took long walks in the early mornings, the world still quiet and new, a time when they could both breathe without the weight of the past pressing down.
One evening, as they sat on the porch watching the sun set, Jasper did something he had never done before—he rested his head on Maggie’s lap, letting out a deep sigh. Maggie felt a lump rise in her throat as she gently stroked his fur, realizing that this small gesture was a sign of his trust, his way of saying that he was finally home.
Maggie smiled down at him, feeling a warmth spread through her that she hadn’t felt in years. They had both come from broken places, but together, they were starting to heal. Jasper wasn’t just a rescue dog; he was her companion, her friend, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there was always the possibility of finding light.
As the stars began to twinkle above them, Maggie whispered into the night, “We’re going to be okay, Jasper. We’re going to be okay.” And for the first time in a long while, she truly believed it.