Welcome my friends to SPOTLIGHT THURSDAY. This is the time that I will introduce you to one of my fellow anipals so you can get to know them better. Some of them, you may already know. We hope that you enjoy this series!
Name: My name is Russet, but everyone knows me as Rusty.
Age: I was born on March 1, 2004, so I am twelve years young.
Location: Thomaston, Georgia, USA.
Web/Blog Page: https://jansfunnyfarm.blogspot.com/
What were your first thoughts when you met your new parents? Hey, thanks for getting me out of jail, but if I’m going to live here, would you please have the taxi driver (Jan) buy a bigger traveling crate! (She did.) Jan must have scraped off three pounds of floof and skin stuffing me into the original one.
What was the defining moment when you knew you were in your forever home? I have actually had three forever homes. I lost my first one because my mom was elderly and I liked to rub against her legs and she was terrified one of us would get hurt. She took me to the shelter but she was prepared to take me back if no one adopted me. Jan saw my picture in the paper. I am front declawed, so she called the shelter to tell them she was on her way and to not adopt me out to anyone because I was going to be her mother’s Thanksgiving dinner! I wasn’t the meal. Jan paid my fees with their Thanksgiving dinner money because Miss Mother (I’m a polite Southern kitty!) had lost her two dog companions and was lonely. Miss Mother was elderly but in a wheelchair, so rubbing against her legs was not a problem. Then Miss Mother went away and never returned. Jan was sad and I was lonely. One day Jan brought me home and made me an official Funny Farmer.
What has been your biggest “Oh no, now I’ve done it” moment so far in your home? Oh, that’s easy. I like to go outside and lounge in the yard. I was safe in the dog pen. One day Jan realized I was missing. She panicked, ran in the back door, put Merci on a leash and took out the front door to search. As she ran past the back corner of the house, there I was on the back steps, looking up and yelling for her to let me in, she’d locked me out. A few days later I went missing again. That time Jan didn’t stop to put Merci on a leash. The dog pen gates were locked, so she ran in the back door and out the front. As she ran around the side of the house, she saw me race from the flower bed next door, through an opening between the house and the pen, and start screaming at the back door she’d locked me out again. She cut off my Houdini route with a cinder block.
Who do you have wrapped around your paws more – mom or dad – and why? There’s no mom or dad around here, just Jan. She’s ancient and poor, but she does her best to take care of all of us. When she rearranged the living room, she moved a big bookcase to the corner near a window. She put lots of books on top. I’m a big guy. I need room. I rolled over in my sleep and fell off the bookcase a few times. Guess who has the whole top of the bookcase to himself now?
What’s the biggest misconception that humans think about you? I’m such a big guy, humans assume I’m slow and clumsy, but I’m agile and light on my feet.
Hope you enjoyed meeting my friend – check back next week for another Spotlight edition!