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This pussycat started living under my home during the blizzards of
February 2005. I heard her crying for a couple days before she
showed her face long enough for me to tempt her with some food. Once
I got her into the porch, she warmed up to me real quick.
Unfortunately her fur was so matted and full of bugs, the vet had to
shave her. So she wore a sweater for the first couple months she was
with me. As you can imagine she was afraid of everything for quite a
long time. She has a stubby curly tail as a birth defect, and a clipped ear courtesy of the Feline Society's catch, spay, and release program. Nowadays she eats out of my cereal bowl and sleeps on my head at night and is quite a loveable and loving little kitty.
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