
A long time ago, Mom saw this little dirty white cat running across the yard into the pasture. She at first thought it might be Blanket (the one who came before me as he just had disappeared several weeks earlier). But no it was a small hungry dirty little white kitty who didn't trust humans at all. So Mom started feeding me & watching from inside to make sure I ate then she started staying outside with me while I ate. Finally after while I finally got close enough for Mom to touch. I finally felt safe enough to take a bath & she saw my beautiful white fur. Now almost 12 years later I am an inside cat who still will growl & hiss at everyone but I know in my heart that Mom won't let anyone hurt me & though I have had a rough life I'm very grateful to have landed my furrever home. I hope all the feral kitties out there are as lucky as me...
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