Hi, my name is Pandora.

Did you know that cats experience emotional trauma? We're just like you…our hearts and minds are scarred when our lives are turned upside down. 

My life before being rescued was stressful, to say the least. One day everything in my life came to a horrific pinnacle. 
The police had to be called to my home. And then Altona Animal Control had to come to my house, too. All the yelling and screaming. All the chasing and grabbing. I was so afraid. I've never been so scared in all my life! 

I'm so ashamed to say it, but I bit a person in fear that day. I even turned on my cat sister and tried to bite her, too. It was a classic case of misdirected aggression. I'll never get to see my sister again. I grieve for that loss, but I know it was my fault. I frightened her very badly and our relationship is damaged forever. I was even frightened of myself! My eyes were black pools of fear and I was cowering under every piece of furniture that I could squeeze under. Hissing and growling like a wild animal. It was a day I would like to forget.

I admit, I could have handled the whole situation better. And now that I live in a more stress-free environment, I don’t feel the need to lash out to protect myself. When I bit that person, I didn't realize that I'd have to be held in isolation and quarantine in case I had rabies. Of course I didn’t have rabies! My fear in isolation festered, making my body actually quiver. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't eat. I could barely function. Some would say I was broken and couldn't be fixed. I heard words like "euthanize"…

Then I met some people, they were volunteers from Furever Friends Cat Rescue. They told me not to give up. They said they would do their best to make me whole again. I promised I would try.

Some days their attention was wonderful and I was my old snuggly self. Some days I felt the fear creeping back in and thoughts of my old life would blind me to the good. They wanted to put me in a foster home. I agreed to try to be my best self. I would try to get over the hurt, and my broken heart and fear.

My foster guy was awesome! He was patient and kind. He likes to wear oven mitts, I think I might've tried to bite him a few times… my mind is kinda fuzzy about that. He worked with me until all my fear disappeared and trust took hold. I felt freed! I love him. I even love all his friends and the attention they shower on me.

I'm myself again. I can be held. I can be petted (without oven mitts). I can be snuggled. I love it all! Every bit of attention, every kiss on the head I repay with non-stop purring and many head bumps. I've learned to live again. I'm a little sweet cat again and this is the best time I've ever had in my life!

I want to continue to live this life full of laughter and playing! Being cuddled on the couch and sleeping in the big bed. I'm ready to take the next step into adoption and be in a family of my own again. I'd love to continue my steps to happiness in your home, with you!

I promise not to bite. I promise to cuddle lots. And I promise to love you even if you're a little broken, too. I don’t mind helping you find happiness, we can do it together.

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Pandora is fully vetted and ready for adoption.