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I have a long story and I’d prefer not to tell tales and name names, so let’s just say I somehow ended up for adoption. I was in a store that closed and several rescue groups and agencies took the other cats but I was left. The last one to be chosen so to speak – until Cat’s Cradle came to my rescue!!! They said the best was saved for last… They took me to the vet because I have a head tilt and lots of missing teeth. Dr. Wilson saw right away that I needed dental work. I had some infections in my mouth and the treatment helped that. Thankfully, due to recent donations from CCAR supporters, I was able to get the needed medical treatment! The “rescue” I initially came from said I had been spayed – but that wasn’t quite the truth. I knew it but I didn’t tell the ladies at Cat’s Cradle. I went to a nice foster home in James Bay where I went from lap to lap, interacting with everyone. I sat on their windowsill and drooled a bit when I napped but they loved me anyway. Then when they could no longer foster I went to a nice foster home with Marie and the first chance I got I raced out the door and went partying for a week. Finally I was picked up by the Pound where Kathleen recognized me and told on me… I then went to a foster home with Bev W. and it was very comfy there. One day she was startled to see me under the desk with what she thought was a mouse. No way was it a mouse! It was a kitten – and then another and another and another! I surprised them all (especially at my age of 9 and with few teeth, raspy breathing, head tilt, etc.) and had four darling healthy kittens. I then went to a wonderful foster home with teenagers who doted over me and the kids. They helped find good homes for all the kittens. I loved them dearly and they loved me, but the same could not be said for their resident felines so I packed my bags once again. I went to another nice foster home in Victoria and they were great too. After a few weeks they discovered that I had bad breath and wasn’t eating the dry food – so they called Cat’s Cradle and I went back to Dr. Wilson. Good thing, as I had a terrible infection of the gums! Dr. W removed several more teeth but I still have four… I was rather noisy and talkative in my last home so they felt it best that I find a new place to stay. I went to Linda’s and slept with her – walking all over her and talking during the night. Then one day a nice law student named Mark came to visit us cats and he met me. SO – whew, here I am at Mark’s place with four male students and I am having the time of my life. Within the first hour I was bonding and connecting with them. We are a perfect match – me and the guys. I love them and they love me! It is marvelous. I play and play and then conk out for a long nap. Even if they have the TV or music on I sleep right through it – no problem. We have lots of fun together. Life is good!
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