You might remember the tale of a kitty cat, found in a San Diego yard, when the heavy rains started in October 2004.
This skinny furry black kitty cat was starving and ate every bit of food I put out, although he ran when he saw me. After being here for a couple of days, I finally was able to get a hold of him, from under the deck of the doghouse on the bank.
And he’s been here ever since. He’s come a long way from the cat who tried to eat a toy mouse because he thought it was food. A cat who spent his time in hiding, under a sofa or a bed. You’d never know how he was back then, if you saw him now.
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