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Mochi followed his nose home
“Well hi, I am Mochi. Like a descendant from ancient fearsome predators, my opportunistic way of hunting got me far and secured me a safe new furrever home. One hungry day, I smelled the aroma of a freshly baked pizza and started to follow the delivery guy.
When my pawrent, whom I didn’t know before then, opened the door of her house to welcome the pizza, I immediately rushed in. My cute fluffy appearance and obvious smooth vibing character caused me to be adopted right from the start. I simply was too cute for her to shoo away. “
Boots was a gift from the gods
“It was a rainy, dark, and stormy September 2019 day when Boots first appeared on the street where I live. A few days before, my mother – who was terminally ill and would die not long thereafter – had been taken to the hospital, so I took Boots’ arrival to be a sign from the gods. After about 6 months of feeding and caring for the handsome tuxedo, I officially adopted him. That was on March 5th, 2020, just as Covid-19 was about to hit the unsuspecting masses.”
Mookie chose her own human
“Mookie, her 7 kittens and 7 adult cats were all abandoned in the streets. Out of all the felines, Mookie was the only one no one in the neighbourhood seemed to be able to capture. One day, I simply sat on the porch when she walked up to me, and that’s how it all started. The pretty tuxie is 17 years old right now.”
“Tiny Bartolo suddenly appeared in the mountains”
“My dad works in a mountainous area, and one day, out of nowhere a tiny kitten appeared at his feet. The little one was on his own in the middle of nowhere, and was super interested in playing with my dad.
Naturally, my father didn’t hesitate for even a second and took the kitten home with him. We had never had cats before, but we loved the little tuxedo cat right away. The poor kitten was very skinny and the vet told me he was only about 2 months old. We had our new best friend vaccinated and dewormed, and bought all the necessary things to make him comfortable.
We named our kitten Bartolo because he arrived on August 24th, which is Saint Bartholomew’s day. I personally don’t believe in such things, but my boyfriend suggested me the name as a joke. At first, I didn’t like it, but soon I couldn’t stop calling him Bartolito. With time, it became apparent that he isn’t just super cute, but also super funny, and that’s how he became our forever friend. We had him spayed, and now he lives very happily with us.”
