Arrival Story: I went to visit a friend of mine and we went to the local bait shop that her husband owned. There is a colony of ferral cats living under it and near by. We went to feed them. When we got there, Scatha was just sitting near the building, no other kitties around. He sat there, unmoving as we approached, his big, still blue eyes staring at us. He even let me scoop him up, purring. Scatha was about 5-6 weeks old when I found him. I had to bottle feed him. He is a very loving kitty but very, very wary of strangers. It seems like kismet that we met and he seemed to be waiting for me.