How We Met

I saw him in a neighbors yard so I naturally went over to see him. He was about 6 months old then. I noticed he had a limp on his back leg and he had a big gash where he was hit by a car presumably. His leg was healed but it had healed wrong so I knew he wouldn't be able to catch his own food. That night I begged my mom to let me keep him in the garage. My dad said no as usual, but i kept him anyways. The next morning we took him to the V.E.T. and she told us that I saved his life. I felt really good inside then. That night my dad was not informed about the cat yet. He slept with me in my room though. The next morning I woke up to a confused dad and a hungry cat. At first I didn't know if we could keep him because he was so mean because I originally wanted a Russian Blue. But with time he changed his feral ways. He has now turned into the most loving cat in the world I believe and I thank God everyday for bringing him into my life.