Holy Moses. Imagine spending 8 years on the street.He's also estimated to be about 8 years old, he's an old man!
Holy Moses. Imagine spending 8 years on the street.He's also estimated to be about 8 years old, he's an old man!
The worst part is that he didn't...he isn't feral. SOMEONE had him and loved him, and then, for whatever reason, abandoned him to fend for himself. Did they die, and there was no one to take him? Get sick, same thing? Move and just...leave him behind? I'll live on the street in a cardboard box with my cat before I will abandon her. I just don't get it.Holy Moses. Imagine spending 8 years on the street.
A cat doesn't need to be feral to be on the street. I fed a sweet kitty in our yard for 2 months this summer. When our local shelter took her for adoption turned out she was spayed already. Can only imagine her backstory.The worst part is that he didn't...he isn't feral. SOMEONE had him and loved him, and then, for whatever reason, abandoned him to fend for himself. Did they die, and there was no one to take him? Get sick, same thing? Move and just...leave him behind? I'll live on the street in a cardboard box with my cat before I will abandon her. I just don't get it.
Those are the ones that just kill me. They know what they had, and what they are missing. They remember soft voices and gentle hands and good food and warm beds...but now those things are gone without them ever understanding what happened. They break my heart.A cat doesn't need to be feral to be on the street. I fed a sweet kitty in our yard for 2 months this summer. When our local shelter took her for adoption turned out she was spayed already. Can only imagine her backstory.
Mine too. My sweet 2 year old Kandy was found in a parking lot on our street at about 1 year old. She had an umbilical hernia. You couldn't find an easier sweeter cat. Someone probably owned her & then when she was no longer a cute little kitten dumped her outside.Those are the ones that just kill me. They know what they had, and what they are missing. They remember soft voices and gentle hands and good food and warm beds...but now those things are gone without them ever understanding what happened. They break my heart.