And then there was three

About Soph Hearts 


Hi Little Tinkablee and thank you for having me! I’m a lifestyle blogger over at sophhearts.com where I cover everything from my best beauty buys to travel and style. Although I cover a whole range of topics, I rarely talk about something very special to me, my little cat. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to! 


How It Happened 

Evie wasn’t planned. My previous job allowed us two days off work per year for actionteering: Charity or giving back to the community. My friend and I decided to volunteer at the local Cats Protection.

“What’s better than skipping work to cuddle animals? “

On the first morning, my partner J literally joked ‘don’t come back with any presents’. Well, you can predict where I’m going with this, right?! 

“Cats Protection do such wonderful work. “

The number of cats with background stories is shocking. At this point I’d have identified more as a dog person, we’ve always had plans to get a puppy and still do actually! There were so many lovely animals though, that it was difficult not to want to take them all home.

On my second day, I was introduced to a kitten called Madeline who wasn’t quite old enough for them to advertise as adoptable. As soon as I gave her fuss she licked my hands and meowed for more attention. It sounds pretty crazy but I felt as though we had an instant bond, her big eyes were just saying ‘take me home’.

J took a little persuading, but he eventually agreed to come and visit with me. I had my heart set on adopting her, so thankfully she bonded with him just as quickly and sold him on the whole idea. 

So that was that. Cats Protection are fantastic in making sure that all of their animals are micro-chipped and up to date with jabs. We put a reserve on her and went back a couple of weeks later, after the house had been kitten-proofed. Her adoption fee was around £60 which supports the charity further. To us, she didn’t look like a Madeline in the slightest, so we renamed her Evie and I hope you’ll agree that it suits her better. 

How To Support Cats Protection For Free

If you’re anything like me then actually volunteering at Cats Protection could be problematic. Thank goodness I only signed up for two days or who knows how many cats I’d have by now! As part of my new blog category ‘Planet Friendly Living‘, I briefly discuss recycling through Cats Protection as a way to reduce waste. They accept a whole range of rubbish from crisp packets to toothpaste tubes which they send off to TerraCycle in exchange for donations. If you wanted to get involved, please have a look at the things they accept to Terracycle. Supermarkets like Tesco host drop off points for them, so it’s super easy to donate and turn your rubbish into money for charity! 
I hope you like the feature and please do let me know if you need anything else!
Best,

Soph Hearts

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My Willow Heart

Today’s story is written by the amazing Chloe. Here’s a little about her and her cat Willow before we get stuck into her pet story.

My name is Chloe and I run a blog about mental health, eating disorder recovery and wellness. I’m from the north of Ireland and have been blogging over on Nyxie’x Nook for just under 3 months now. I love all animals but my my cat wins, hands down! Animals are such therapy, and love us far more than people ever could. Everyone says that their pet is perfect, the joy in that being that no one is wrong.

Will is a long haired tortoise shell cat that my partner and I adopted in September 2018. We’re not sure of her age or origins, we’re guessing she’s between 5-7 years old, and all we know is that she spent 4 years in the shelter.

She’s a lazy cat as far as cats go. We’ve tried playing with her with numerous toys but she prefers to sleep or watch birds that actually do much moving. Jackson Galaxy once said that every cat plays, you just need to find what they love, well Willow loves to sleep! And there’s just no way we’re changing that.

My partner and I had wanted a pet for some time after purchasing our first home in May 2019. A dog was too much work and honestly I wouldn’t be able to give a dog the attention they need. I would feel bad that he or she would be inside all day and if outside additional fencing would have been needed.

We took drive up to the local animal shelter on the 8th of September 2018 (my birthday), and had a look at what they had to offer.

We never intended to find a pet that day. It had been a bad day and I just wanted to see animals to help me calm down. We stepped into the cattery side of the shelter and almost immediately willow was pawing at the window on her door.

We stepped into the room (to this day we aren’t sure if we were meant to, but oh well) and Willow was rubbing herself around our ankles and sniffing our faces. When her room mate (Pixie) came over for a cuddle she quickly shooed her away with the swipe of her paw. We knew then and there that she was ours. My partner went and spoke to the coordinator of the shelter later that week, we had a quick home visit and on the 18th of September, Willow came to her forever home!

Now Willow is very much the queen of the house. She not only buts us awake at 6am (or earlier) every morning for food, but she also takes great pleasure in leading us downstairs or into the kitchen all day, everyday.

I was never really a cat person, although I admired them from afar, but since bringing Willow home I have become a full blown cat lady, in love with all the furry felines of the world.

Willow has her very own segment every Wednesday on Chloe’s Facebook Page, Twitter and Instagram! If you’d like to follow Chloe on twitter click on her username ‘ @nyxiesnook and you’ll be directed to her twitter account!

*I just want to remind people that they should go to a shelter instead of buying because there are so many cats and dogs that need homes!


^ Chloe also wanted me to add a little message, which I personally back up 100%.

If you have or have had a pet and would like to share your story then please email me your story with a few pictures of your pet/s (and you if you wish) to: littletinkable@gmail.com

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I wish you all a terrific Friday and a relaxing weekend!

Puppy Love

Today’s pet story is told by the lovely Darcy.

Darcy of Preserving My Sanity lives in Minnesota with her husband, two dogs, one cat, four chickens, and a handful of goldfish. She and her husband enjoy cooking, gardening, food preservation, fishing, hunting, and camping. When they aren’t working on their hobbies, you might find them drinking a margarita together on their porch

I was 24 years old when I got my first dog as a Christmas gift from my boyfriend, and we drove in a snowstorm to pick her up.  She was a light blonde golden retriever, and she was perfect.  She was always the sweetest girl with the biggest heart, and I learned so much from her. During a hard and scary time in my life when my relationship ended, when I wasn’t sure what was next, she was with me.

We travelled for my job together for 6 months, as nomad pals. Everything we owned was in storage except what fit in my small car, and she hung out in her crate during the day while I went to work. In the morning and at night, we walked on the beach. She was always with me.

When I bought my first home, she and I spent the first night on her dog bed since my bed hadn’t yet been moved in. She escaped from the fenced in backyard that first week, and came to the front door scratching to get let in. She missed me whenever she wasn’t touching me, and she was so soft.

Her name was Dakota, and she loved to swim. When we went to the lake or to the beach, it was nearly impossible to get her to stop swimming. When it was time to leave, she would just keep jumping back in the water, just like the children at the swimming pool who continuously beg their parents for “just five more minutes!” She also loved peanut butter, stuffed animals, tennis balls, walks, snuggles, and her beagle sister.

When I met my (now) husband, she loved him just as much as if she’d always known him, and she loved it even more when she got to come along in the boat with us.  One time we were out fishing in the inlet and he cast his line out, and she jumped right off the boat to go fetch it. We struggled to drag her big wet butt right back up into the boat, and she didn’t do that again.

She was prone to cancerous lumps, like many golden retrievers. I continued to get them checked, and removed, and she was a pro at wearing the cone of shame. When she was 10 years old, she started having trouble regulating her body temperature and she was always thirsty. We took her to the vet and they diagnosed her with liver cancer, and said she had maybe about a year or so to live. I was so devastated. She ended up living 2 more years, until ultimately her body quit functioning properly and it was time to say goodbye.

I wrote this blog post: (https://preservingmysanity.com/2018/10/01/sweet-dakota/) about how to know when it’s time to say goodbye, as it was something I struggled the most with during the 2 years I knew she was sick.  I didn’t want her to suffer, but I also wanted her with me as long as possible. In the end, the decision came in the right timing and we said good-bye to our sweet girl.  We buried her in the yard, and planted a perennial garden there.

Today, we still have her beagle sister Mattie – who is 12 years old now and just had a (non-cancerous) lump of her own removed from her chest and is doing well.  We also have a 3-year old Brittany spaniel named Bill, who is a total stooge and character and reminds me of Dakota in so many ways. He is my buddy and I love him too.

My husband and I don’t have children, and I truly don’t see a time in my future where I won’t be the momma of 2 dogs. The saddest part of being a dog mom is that they don’t live as long as we’d like them to, but I will just love them as hard as I can while they are with me, until it’s time to recycle the love.

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