Formerly Feral Friday

SAMMY

This is not a story about me (and I am formerly feral, if just for a little while), but a story 'bout the kitty we meeted last week at our daddy's house. Sorry we doesn't haf a pikshur.

Mr Kitty (we will call him that 'acause we doesn't know what his name was, or is now) usded to lif in a home, wif at least a mommy, and maybe a daddy. One day in the late winter this year, the mommy hadded to move out of their 'partment, and lefted Mr Kitty behind. Then the mean nasty landlord (mommy says we can call him Simon LeGree) maded the kitty move out to the outside werld. He had nefurr efurr been outside in his whole 10 years of life.
He wandered around near his house and the office building akrost the street, looking for food and a new purrson to take care of him. He gotted into a fight wif anofurr animal - maybe a woofie, or a racoon or somefing, and he losted his left eye, and part of his ears. He was in really bad shape, but had losted his trust of people. The lady that lived downstairs started taking him food efurry morning when she wented to werk, and he started to trust her. She hadded 1 poodin, 3 woofies and 2 fev-vers at her house, so she didn't fink that she could take him in. So, during the summer, she fed him and when she hadded to werk at night, she broughted him into the office building and he sleeped in a crate near her desk. When it started to get fall outside, she fought that she should prolly take him home wif her - he was getting reallly sick wif a URI. So, she broughted him to the v-e-t, who said that he needed medikshun, and he needed to haf a hoo-ha-ectomy too! Maybe that's why he was getting into fights. She bringed him to her house, and put him in a warm shed while he took his medikshun. He started to feel better and she gotted him his hoo-ha-ectomy. Then, her werk closed, and to keep her job, she took a job offer 1200 miles away. She could not take Mr Kitty wif her, 'acause of all of her ofurr animals. He camed inside and lived in the hallway, 'acuase her woofies scairt him really bad. He was a really really sweet kitty. A white and gray tuxie, but he needed to haf surgery to close his eye socket, so he looked really rough. But he purred whenefurr mommy would pet him. Mommy gived him lots of extra foods last week while we was there - to fatten him up. We finded out that the lady downstairs finded him a really good furefurr home, and mommy telled him. He wented to live wif his furefurr daddy last Saturday. We hopes that he likes it there, and that he will get the surgery that he needs for his eye. He is a really sweet kitty who was put frough some horrible ordeals, at an eldery age. But now he has a furefurr home! YAY!