Three years ago, having just moved out on my own for the first time, I was lonely in my apartment all by myself. I needed a furry friend to keep me company! It wasn't long at all before I found her at the Animal Humane Society. I'm one of those people who can't walk into a shelter without her heart bleeding to take every single animal home. But being of limited means - a small new apartment and a small, dwindling wallet - I could only choose one. It seemed so daunting! I spent the last hour before closing walking around and around trying to find my new companion.
When I found Baby Gus, who at the time had been at the shelter for six months, I stretched my hand to pet her. She rolled over without hesitation to get some lovin' on her tubby tummy, purring like it was going out of style. I melted. I scraped to the end of the line and barely made the deadline for adoption, but the wonderful people at the Animal Humane Society let me take my Baby home. She is now the queen of every surface at my home.