YOUR SAY: Animal refuge rescues make for loving pets
WE WENT to the animal refuge looking for a cat to replace my friend's cat that had died.
On entering the refuge we first came across the dog section. One big dog was standing on his hind legs, excited to see us. A beautiful gentle looking greyhound was very friendly - he was a brindle colour. Apparently greyhounds don't have that doggy smell and don't bark very often.
We also saw a puppy wagging his tail. There were others there, but these stood out.
In the cat section, they were long-haired and short-haired - my friend nursed a couple and they purred their heads off. A little ginger kitten was asleep in his bed, oblivious to the world.
My two favourites were tabbies, especially Tiger. He was so happy to see us he nearly turned himself inside out, rubbing his head back and forth on his pen.
The pens, by the way, looked very clean and fresh - a credit to the ones who look after everything.
My black cat, Ace, was bought from the refuge three years ago as a Christmas present for me. He was a kitten then.
He's a good boy and I love him.
V HORAN, Bundaberg West