|Purred: Fri Apr 29, '11 1:20pm PST |
|This is Rocky's little story before I got him
Rocky's mum (Charlie) Was owned by a family. Charlie really loved them, and she thought they loved her back. Charlie got pregnant with a feral cat and as soon as the owners found out, they moved house leaving Charlie behind. Charlie was of corse confused that her beloved owners have vanished, so for two days staight she cried at her front door. Sadly, they didn't return. A few weeks later, Charlies neighbours found Charlie at the side of the road in a little bush, with three kittens, about a week old. The kittens were dirty, underweight and scruffy, crying for milk that charlie couldn't produce. Charlies neighbours brought her into their house, fed her, and put the kittens in a blanket, next to the fire. There was two boy kittens and one girl. The people who had taken Charlie and her kittens in was infact my Dads friends; who has heard about the rescue. He came over and the kittens were about two week old; and he decided to get one for me. He picked the smallest, feistyest looking one, which was going to be Rocky. That day, my dad phoned me up saying he has got me a rescue kitten from his friends, and I went over to see Charlie, Rocky and his brother and sister; Cfer Cat and Pepper. I was thrilled, and Charlie had settled down with her new family. Woo! Happy ending for Rocky and his family.
PS. RIP Pepper, who sadly got run over
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