To Squeek, the Hyundai cat.
It was pouring rain. My best friend went out to feed the colony, opened her van door, and you hopped in. Thus caught, you were vetted, your wounds disinfected, your matts removed, and neutered. You were supposed to be a TNR cat, but you came to live with us instead.
Once inside, you embraced your creature comforts. Soft pillows and sunbeams, hours of catnaps. You got along with the other cats, you were friendly with us. When you got restless, I harness-trained you, and we spent lots of time lounging outside in the grass and going for walks.
You never ate well, even from the beginning. There were times when you had to be hand-fed. You seemed to relish spitting the food back at me. You liked to boss the foster kittens. You loved catnip.
We all miss you Squeek.
It was pouring rain. My best friend went out to feed the colony, opened her van door, and you hopped in. Thus caught, you were vetted, your wounds disinfected, your matts removed, and neutered. You were supposed to be a TNR cat, but you came to live with us instead.
Once inside, you embraced your creature comforts. Soft pillows and sunbeams, hours of catnaps. You got along with the other cats, you were friendly with us. When you got restless, I harness-trained you, and we spent lots of time lounging outside in the grass and going for walks.
You never ate well, even from the beginning. There were times when you had to be hand-fed. You seemed to relish spitting the food back at me. You liked to boss the foster kittens. You loved catnip.
We all miss you Squeek.