|Story: I was injured and homeless, living outside for about a year. Mark and Kim fed me, but I wouldn't let them come close to me. Finally, it got so cold that Kim set a trap for me... one cold winter night, January 5, 2005. I wouldn't risk it for tuna or chicken, but I couldn't resist the turkey. Boy, did I scare Kim good when she came to check the trap in the dark. Hissssss. I had mites, so I slept that night in my trap in the garage, but it was warmer than outside, and I had food and water. It would be too hot inside anyway.
I was a mess! I had ear mites and one ear was just about torn off. I was cut and bloody, tired, and hungry. Kim took me to the vet in my trap, and carefully took me out while the vet cowered in the corner, expecting me to misbehave. I knew I had found my family and I started purring and kneading the table.
Now I am one spoiled, happy Kitty!