About Luke

Hey, my name is Luke and I am avid for pets. From an extremely young age, I have been surrounded by pets. When I was a child my Dad and Grandparents once bred a ton of dogs. They had amazing experience with taking care of animals of all sizes and all ages. It's no surprise that I too inherited their love for pets.

I am a proud fluff father of a beautiful, domesticated longhair cat, named Chloe who is spoilt to the core. Chloe has such a loving nature and adores spending time with me. No matter where I go around the house, she will always be by my side. When she doesn't get the attention she wants, she will continually cry and carry on like a child until she is picked up and held like the fur baby she is.

Chloe wasn't my first ever pet though. My first pet I ever had was a staffy named Tyson. He was a beautiful boy who loved running in open fields, spending time with his family, and destroying my valuables. Tyson was with us for the ripe age of 12 years, but, like all good things, that ended. Tyson had a best friend, a friend that even we didn't expect. Tyson had a feline friend named Max.

The family and I were on a holiday once, far from home. On our way home, we stopped late at night at a resting area. Whilst we were there, we found a tiny, skinny, and lost kitten. We gave it some water and were saddened by how desperate he was for something to drink. Seeing him in that state deeply disheartened us, so we took him. My Dad wasn't too fond of cats since he grew up with Dogs, but it didn't take him long to get attached to little Max.

After we had Max for some time, we wanted him to have another friend. That is when we got Chloe. Chloe, like most cats, was a rescue. When we went to collect her, she was covered in grease stains, she smelt bad and was sick. We took her in and not long after that had to take her to the vet due to some unusual actions. She had a cyst within her, filled with pus, and was ready to pop. Thankfully, we took action quickly. For a couple of months, she had a tube sticking out of her stomach, with small increments of puss leaking. She got tons of stitches and was put on a profound amount of medication for her age. She is my strong little lady and is doing extremely well.

Just when we thought 2 cats were enough, we got a 3rd. This one wasn't a rescue nor suffer any bad sicknesses. He was a gift from a family friend. A cute, little boy named Oscar. Ever since Oscar was a kitten, he adored playtime. It didn't matter what time it was or what he currently was doing, he would always find a way to play. Although Oscar is the youngest cat we have, he is the biggest cat. Chloe and Max aren't too fond of him, since Oscar is always pouncing on them, but they have their moments where they show love and kindness to each other.

So, yeah... since I was a kid, I have been taking care of Dogs and cats of different breeds, ages, and sizes. I am comfortable and reliable enough to show any pet the love and kindness they deserve. Whatever medication/treatment they need, I am capable of giving it to them with utmost precision. ...