Randall's Rescue is a New Jersey-based, no-kill, non-profit animal rescue. Our mission is to put an end to euthanasia in shelters and to have no more homeless or stray pets by adoption, TNR, spay/neuter and educating the public.
Good morning, good morning! Good morning sunny spot and warm bed. Good morning food bowl and little toys. Good morning cool breeze. Good morning great big beautiful world. My name is Kami, and I’m just a little baby girl- 6 months old in fact. That’s only half a year!
Before I tell you about what a loving little quirky mushball I am, I’d like to share something with you that’s kind of hard for me to talk about- my past. My story begins with my mommy, who was trapped when she was very pregnant with me and my bro, Kaze. After we were born, she got very sick with an illness called Pyometra or PYO. This is a really nasty infection of the uterus, and guess what?? It can be avoided when nice people spay and neuter their pets! Can you believe that’s all it takes?? When our mommy got sick, our foster mama stepped up and gave us a home. We were only two days old! Kaze was my orange snuggle buddy, and I loved him very very much, but one day he got very sick. The doctors said he had “hydrocephalus”. That’s doctor speak for water on the brain. One day Kaze went to the vet, and he never came home. I know he’s in heaven where there’s unlimited treats and cat nip… but I still miss him.
I’m a survivor, though, despite these hardships, I’m now I’m the healthiest, heartiest, happiest little girl you’d ever want to know. I’ve got my whole life ahead of me, and I’d love to share it with YOU!
Now to the good stuff!
With all I’ve been through in my short time in this world, I’ve learned what a miracle life is, and that you’ve gotta live it to the fullest. You’ve got to play hard and love even harder, and that’s just what I do. I’m the most playful little thing you’d ever wanna know! I can often be found zipping around the house, and wrestling and snuggling with my pals- feline, canine, and human! I am great with cats and dogs, and have many friends at my foster home who I’d love to be adopted with! I’m a total lap kitty and would love to spend my days snuggling on your chest, purring in your ear and sticking my little wet nose in your face for kisses… but shake that treat jar and I’m outta there, flying at top speed to fetch some tasty snacks!
One last thing about little ol’ me? You can see from the pictures that I’m kind of sort of the cutest little girl ever, but do you notice my whiskers?? They start out white and fade to black, giving the appearance that they’re really really teensy tiny…like me!
I’d love love love to be part of your family… to snuggle on your chest, purr in your ear, and share with you all the love I have in my tiny little heart. Please consider taking me home!
I thought it would be nice to share about my experiences adopting from Randall’s Rescue. Back in February, I lost my 19 ½ year-old cat to cancer. He was my first cat and I couldn’t have asked for a better companion. Socks was with me through college and graduate school, actually throughout half of my own life and all of his. I was horribly sad to lose him and he left a big void in my life. The house was too quiet! Although I thought I wouldn’t want to adopt another cat, I quickly realized that I had more love to give.
I heard about Randall’s Rescue from people in my neighborhood. My husband and I started looking at the website, just to see if any of the cats caught our eye. For a couple of weeks, we looked at pictures and read their stories. When we came to the picture of Cheeto, we couldn’t help but fall in love with him. Cheeto was an orange tabby kitten with a white nose, 4 months old. What gave us pause was that he was found in a crawl space with his sister, Triscuit, a dilute Calico, also 4 months old. A bonded pair, they were both adorable, but we were unsure about having two kittens.
Cheeto Triscuit in their Foster Home
I filled out the adoption application and was contacted by Cindy Randall the next day. We scheduled a meet & greet for a couple of days later. We drove about 45 minutes to the home of the volunteer who was fostering Cheeto & Triscuit. She welcomed us into her home and introduced us. She knew we were unsure about adopting two kitties, but we also understood that they were a bonded pair, and the importance of keeping them together. After spending some time with them, we fell in love with both of them and knew that we were the right fit for them and vice versa.
The next step was for a volunteer to come out to do a home visit. This is such an important step, and while some people may not feel comfortable with this, it really is in the best interest of the kitties. The purpose is to make sure that the cat is going to a good home, and that there is a place for the cat to stay while getting accustomed to being in a new place. Once this step was completed, we set up a day and time to bring the kittens home. The entire process took just a few days.
We set up food and a litter box in a guest room. There were few hiding places in this room- underneath the bed was really their only option. For about a week, we went into the bedroom each evening to spend time with them. We let them get used to us being in the room, and pretty soon they were on the bed playing with us. Once they stopped hiding and starting getting curious about what was outside the bedroom door, we let them out and they ran free around the house. They got comfortable with us and with the house pretty quickly. Cheeto loved to lay on the couch and cuddle, and Triscuit loved to be where her brother was.
About a month after we brought them home, Cheeto started acting a little bit different. He seemed a little bit lethargic and not quite himself. I also thought his belly looked very large and round compared to the rest of his body, and didn’t remember him having that shape before. Unfortunately, it turned out that he was very sick with an incurable and fatal virus, Feline Intestinal Peritonitis (FIP). FIP is tragic, difficult to diagnose, and uncommon. Having lost a cat only a few months earlier, we were devastated. The vet gave us our options, and we did our best to keep Cheeto comfortable. When it became clear that this was no longer possible, we brought him back to the vet. We loved him for the short time we had him, but we were so grateful to have been able to give him a home and love and medical treatment when he needed it. Nobody could have known that poor Cheeto had this virus- everyone did all they could for him. Fortunately Triscuit has shown no evidence of the virus.
Cheeto & Triscuit, Together at Home
I contacted Randall’s Rescue after Cheeto became ill, because I wanted them to know in case there were other kittens in his litter (there were not). They were of course saddened by the news, and made us feel good about the care and love we gave him. We were concerned about Triscuit being alone- she was of course looking for her brother and we thought that we should consider another kitten to keep her company. Cindy was great about giving us time to think about what we wanted to do, but also helped us to feel optimistic about making the decision to find a companion for Triscuit. Knowing we had a Maine Coon mix before, she suggested Aslan, who was found living outside in Cherry Hill with his kitty family. He was the same age as Triscuit and used to being around other cats. We were hesitant, but agreed to meet him. He was very friendly and loving and enjoyed having his head rubbed. We decided that he would be a good companion for Triscuit and for us. Since we had recently been through the adoption process, there was nothing else we had to do except bring him home. Aslan is now known as Rocky, and Triscuit loves him! They play and cuddle and we think Cheeto brought him to us for a reason.
Aslan, now Rocky!
Rocky &Triscuit at Home Together
We thought our home was complete, but it turns out we were wrong! We started seeing pictures of another cat, two year-old Scout, on Randall’s Rescue’s Facebook page. I messaged Cindy to inquire about him, and she responded right away. She told me that Scout was likely Rocky’s father, as he was found with him in Cherry Hill. Scout needed some more time- he was more wary of people and wasn’t ready for adoption quite as quickly as Rocky was. We kept thinking about him, and knew that at age two, he might have a hard time finding a home. We decided that we still had some love to give, and asked if we could meet him. Cindy worked it out with us to have Scout come meet us, and of course, we fell in love with him too. Knowing that we had given a loving home to several other rescues, Cindy agreed to leave him with us that day. He loves to head butt and cuddle and he enjoys playing with his son and Triscuit too. Scout is now named Yogi and he has completed our little family.
Randall’s Rescue did an amazing job caring for these kitties, socializing them and getting them ready for a loving home. They made the process very easy for us each and every time. I would recommend that anyone looking to adopt a cat (or four) contact Randall’s Rescue!
Hello and good day to you! My name is Paprika and I’d love to be your brand new polydactyl pal! Never heard of polydactyl? It means I have not five, but SIX sweet fuzzy toes on each of my feet! What could be better than that? Before I tell you a bit more about me, I’d like to take a moment to introduce my handsome orange bro, Sage… and guess what? He’s polydactyl too!
Paprika & Sage
We are two of the sweetest cats you ever will meet (if I do say so myself), but we’ve had some bad luck in the past. A few years back we were adopted together by the loveliest human, but after two years of being the very best felines we could be, our human decided to move and leave us behind. We thought love was supposed to last forever… Luckily, our foster mama welcomed us back with open arms, and attended to all our needs until our next human came along. But guess what? Two days after taking us home she returned us to our foster. Our alleged crime? Stress shedding. Sometimes when cats are under tremendous stress, we lose our hair… in clumps! People do it too! As soon as we went back to our foster, and to this very day, we hardly shed at all! Anyway, the past is the past, and we are ready to find our forever forever humans.
I am a super loving gal with a spot on my lip that I’ve been told makes me look like Cindy Crawford! I absolutely thrive on attention, and enjoy snuggling, feeling the cool breeze on my face from the window sill, and expressing my affection through chirps instead of meows.
Sage is also extremely sweet and loving, but unlike me has a booming, manly meow, and doesn’t eat any wet food (crazy, I know!).
While we would LOVE to go to a forever home together, we are very independent felines, and would happily each go to our own forever home. FOREVER being the key word!
Let’s get something out of the way — kittens are absolutely adorable. As far as babies go, you’ve got to give cats credit for producing some of the most truly and unbelievably adorable creatures out there. That uber soft fur, that new kitten smell, that tiny face with big wide eyes just brimming with curiosity. And let’s face it, there’s certainly no shortage of kittens, especially at our rescue. But just like their human counterparts, cat babies can be a little needy. And while those little furballs may need lots of attention, we’ve always got a strong roster full of totally laid back, low maintenance adults who aren’t about to apologize for just laying around and having a lazy Netflix Sunday afternoon by your side.
The Top Five Reasons to Adopt an Adult Cat
1. They’re not so needy.
I love cats, I do. And seriously I do work hard to give mine a better life. But I don’t always have the mental bandwidth to do much more than what i need to in a day, and I have a serious appreciation for a family member who knows when to step back, and let me do my thing. Good luck with that if you’ve only got babies around! Long day at the office? Fight with your significant other? Kitten doesn’t care. Kitten wants 120 minutes of the most intense laser pointer aerobic session you can offer, followed by a few intervals of belly rubs and finger biting, and then some treats. And after a quick nap, they may want to do it again…
Aside from a cat with medical or behavioral issues of course, an adult cat knows what’s what. The litter box is where you pee and poop. Cover it up, nobody wants to see that. Got it. The food bowl is where you eat, the water bowl is where you drink. Go ahead, ask any kitten whether she’d rather have a nap — in that soft to the touch bed made from special organic, fair trade cotton that you got on Etsy, or in her litter box. I’m not saying the answer will always be exactly the same, but let’s just say cozy bedding isn’t always a priority for those feline newbies. And hey guys, the water bowl is not a tiny swimming pool, ok?
When I adopted my cat Peaches at about ten years old, there weren’t really any surprises. Here’s what he eats, check. He’s super loving and purrs like a machine, check. He absolutely adores humans and can’t wait to be best friends, check and check. When I adopted my cat Allie at fourteen years old? Different expectations, but the same level of certainty. She’s quite shy, check. She will hide out a while under the bed, check. She loves to eat, and eventually the food will make her love you to pieces, check and check. See how easy that is? Their foster has taken the time to learn their habits, and can easily relay them to you, making it so easy to find cats that will be the perfect fit for your family.
4. Because they’re often overlooked — and BTW — kittens are going to become adult cats eventually anyway.
You’re a true and real animal lover, and that’s why you’re looking to adopt in the first place. You don’t just want a cat, you want to save life. And for small rescue groups that rely on fosters especially, the faster animals can be adopted into awesome homes, the more new lives we can save. A foster may be able to take on many kittens in a litter at once, but can only provide space for so many adult cats before they reach Cat Lady Level 17, the Final Frontier. So when you take one or two awesome grown up kitties off their hands, they can fill their spots back up with one or two more who may be waiting it out on the streets or in the shelter. And btw, I’m not knocking kittens, but remember, in a few short months they’ll be all grown up, too.
5. And finally — because they deserve a family, they deserve a home, and they’ll reward your generosity with all the love you could ever ask for.
Gratitude, they’ve got it. Adult cats for adoption may have been dumped on the streets. Or maybe they were ferals who have now been socialized. Possibly they were saved from a death sentence at the kill shelter. Maybe they’ve been passed from home to home by irresponsible humans who look at pets more as toys and hobbies, than family. Or maybe the human they loved forever has passed away, and they need to move on and keep going. Whatever the case is, these loving, amazing, and perfect animals are completely capable of providing you lots of laughs, and with the unconditional furry companionship you crave.
If you’ve been thinking of adopting — or even if you haven’t — get inspired to save a life! Check out all of the sweet, kind, funny, crazy, curious, cuddly, amazing adult cats we currently have waiting in foster homes for their perfect someones to come along.
But that running around the house after they poop thing? That has no age restrictions.