REUNION OF THE DAY: James the lost tabby from Upper Hutt, Wellington Tuesday 08 May 2018 @ 13:00
REUNION OF THE DAY: James the lost tabby from Upper Hutt, Wellington
"He came home, I saw him walking in the garden and he came right over and let me pick him up. He smells funny, not outdoorsy and is thin and starving.
He is unusually vocal and being very affectionate. So now I have to settle the other cat and I am keeping them both in, with three litter trays and lots of food and treats.
Can a cat survive 6 weeks being shut in, say a barn? I wonder because of the smell on him. My message would be: follow Lost Pet Finders advice and don't lose hope. Your cat will come back if it can." - Ruth
REUNION STORY OF THE DAY: Eddie the lost cat from Hamilton Waikato Thursday 26 April 2018 @ 13:00
REUNION STORY OF THE DAY: Eddie from Hamilton Waikato
"I have had Eddie 8 years, since he was three weeks old, he was abandoned by his birth mother, a stray, when he was one week old. My friend found him under a deck at her cousin’s house and brought him home. Unfortunately, her cat didn’t want a little brother, so I adopted Eddie.
Eddie and I have always had a very close relationship. People say they’ve never seen a cat love someone the way Eddie loves me...the feeling is mutual.
I went away for four nights earlier this month. I had a friend coming over every evening to feed Eddie and his adopted sister Alice. Normally when I go away the cats go to the kitty motel, but last time Eddie fretted, and apparently vomited blood a couple of times. I thought it would be easier for him to stay home in his own familiar environment. However, that didn’t work out so well, because when I came home Eddie was gone.
To begin with, I thought he would come back shortly. I even thought he was probably hiding somewhere watching me and punishing me for going away, but when he didn’t come home for dinner I knew something was wrong.
The next few days I expected him to come flying through the cat door at any moment. I was confused, not knowing what had happened, where he was, why he’d gone, had he got into a car or someone shed? Ever scenario was playing over in my mind. I had a day where I couldn’t stop crying. That just made me feel lousy. It was around this time that I contacted Lost Pet Finders. My neighbourhood search and constant calling “EDDIE” wasn’t getting a result.
I shared Eddie’s Lost Pet Finders notice to as many lost pet websites as I could find. I was amazed by the support I received from complete strangers, it really did help to keep me motivated and thinking positive. I put flyers in letterboxes, and posters on shop windows, at the library, and at the vets. Nothing was happening. I was starting to lose hope and think the worst.
Today I received a phone call from a woman says that my cat was under her daughter’s house. She gave me the address. I hurried over, it was about four streets away. I didn’t want to get my hopes up, Eddie is a grey tabby and not very distinctive, it could easily have been another cat. I drove up the driveway and before I had a chance to get out of the car, Eddie was sitting there looking up at me. It was my boy!
Apparently, he had been there about a week, he had been missing 13 days. The lady had been giving him some food, as she could see Eddie had a collar and must belong to someone. It was only today that she was able to get close enough to read my phone number on his tag.
So after all the internet notices, flyers and posters, it was his collar and tag that helped Eddie to come home." - Robyn
REUNION STORY OF THE DAY: Cloud the lost cat from Upper Hutt Wellington Wednesday 25 April 2018 @ 13:00
REUNION STORY OF THE DAY: Cloud from Upper Hutt
"I adopted my wee kitten, Cloud, from the SPCA four months ago along with his brother Link when they were only 9 weeks old. We had been wanting kittens for a long time and as we had just bought our first home together we knew adopting fur babies would make our lives complete.
They were inseparable, would always play together and sleep together. They have always been indoor cats and only go outside when mummy or daddy are around to watch over them. Cloud had never been off the property (except for vet visits) until the morning of the 20th of April 2018, around 8:30am, when I heard fighting between cats and saw him dart over the fence into an area with a block of flats.
He had been chased over the fence by a cat from another property. I was so scared I didn’t know what to do but call him and run after him. He didn’t respond to me calling his name and by the time I got around the other side of the fence he was no where to be seen.
I kept calling and calling, I wasn’t allowed to search the property I believed he was still on as it was a block of respite/recovery units and the office had declined my request to door knock or simply wonder around calling him and shaking his bag of treats. At about 1pm I called everyone I could think of to report Cloud missing after a couple of hours: Vets, the SPCA, the city council. I posted on social media and community pages and asked our friends to spread the word.
I registered with every website I could find to post about my missing fur baby including Lost Pet Finders. My partner and I searched the neighbourhood, calling his name and shaking the treat bag but still couldn’t find him, we couldn’t hear him, we thought surely if he was trapped in a garage or garden shed or even under a house he would hear us calling for him and meow to let us know he was there, but with the sound of the wind blowing, cars driving down the street and other day time noises it was nearly impossible to be able to hear the faint noise of a kitten trapped or hiding anywhere.
We printed flyers, went door knocking and asked to put up flyers in local stores around my area, everyone was happy to help and to provide suggestions. The one suggestion I thought was weird but a very good idea is to put Clouds bedding, kitty litter tray and our dirty laundry outside so if he was lost he could find his way home by following the scent.
Clouds brother was inconsolable and cried, loudly, for most of the day once he realised his brother was gone. I felt like such a bad parent, loosing my fur baby when I swore I would always look after him and never let anything bad happen to him or his brother. At about 6pm we made our way back home and ordered takeaways as neither of us were able to comprehend the idea of cooking and were too beside ourselves to concentrate on such a task.
It was getting dark and I was becoming more are more concerned, I even ended up in tears thinking of all the bad things that could have happened to my sweet boy. Trying to stay positive I attempted to distract myself with some TV, it didn’t work that well but well enough that I gave myself some time to get through my dinner and try to calm down.
At about 8pm I gave Clouds brother, Link, his Wiskers squishy food (the pouches) and automatically dished Clouds up as well. They say cats usually come home when they are hungry or it is their usual feeding time, for us that time is usually about 7pm and Cloud wasn’t home yet. I took the plate of food outside up to the fence where he had jumped from when he had disappeared, I tapped the plate and called out “squishy” - they associate this with dinner time as it’s what we usually call out, and called his name over and over.
I thought I heard him meow so I did it again and heard him meow louder, I knew it had to be him so I attempted to jump the fence, it worked but I slightly injured myself In the process (wouldn't recommend when you don’t have a lot of upper body strength) I saw him pop his head out of the broke hatch leading to under the floor of the units that back onto our property (the ones I wasn’t allowed to search earlier) so I went to the boundary line and continued to call him to me, he wouldn’t budge he was so scared.
Luckily the resident of the unit came out to see what all the fuss was so I asked for her permission to try to get Cloud out so I could take him home. It took quite a bit of work and coaxing to get him out and he was cold and shaking in fear but I wrapped him tightly against me in my cardigan and walked him home. He is now warm and safe back where he belongs with his family.
The key to being reunited is to make as many people as possible aware of your missing pet and to ask them to keep an eye out and search their section especially garages under the house, even if it’s just calling the pets name and listening for a response. I haven’t yet come across anyone unwilling to help, if anything they are more than happy to point you in the direction of what to do when you lose a pet." - Sacha
REUNION STORY OF THE DAY: Levi the lost cat from Auckland Friday 20 April 2018 @ 13:00
"We are just thrilled Levi is now back home again. Our 24 year old son (Levi's best friend), is looking after him as we are overseas.......made the whole process even more stressful for everyone!
Owning a Burmese Cat is like having another child. They are super intelligent and very nosey.
Levi has been part of the family for 9 years and near strays far from home for more than a couple of hours at a time, so for him to disappear for more than a day was very unusual and out of character.
He used every social media page that he could find, Lost Pet Finders, Facebook, trademe, local council page, neighbourly and emailed all the local vets. Door knocking on everyone's door in the area too.
Our son was going to do a poster drop in letterboxes the day Levi returned. He had a really good response from all the various options he used with numerous people calling him with sightings.
One was from a lady two streets over which was surprising for us because as far as we knew he hates cars and would never go near the road!
We were all on an emotional roller coaster. No sleep, tears and feeling like we had had a death in the family. Lots of prayers.
For all of you out there still looking for your lost loved pet, don't give up. Someone must have seen them somewhere within the vicinity of your home.
Good luck to you all." - Janine
REUNION STORY OF THE DAY: Amelia the lost cockatiel from Auckland Wednesday 11 April 2018 @ 13:00
REUNION STORY OF THE DAY: Amelia the beautiful cockatiel from Auckland
"Never give up hope! I found Amelia by going to the direction I last saw her fly too and whistled and called her name until I heard her calling back!!
I followed the sound of her whistle until I saw her in a tree it was amazing I was so happy to see her and I think she was happy to see me too so I got her seed bowl out with seed and held it up to her she must of been hungry I waited patiently for half and hour but she came down and flew onto my head and then my hand while I gently placed her back into her cage safe and sound.
Like I said do not give up hope! Good Luck!" - Lesley