Ever hear the saying - If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all? Well, that summed up my life. I was on my own, fighting for my dinner, roughing it out in the world. Told myself that I was managing pretty well, but I really wasn't. Then I had a life-threatening accident. While I did survive, as you might have gathered from our current conversation, but my hind leg was a bit... mangled. I hobbled to a porch, and tried to look cute. The nice lady did find help for me. Next thing I knew, I was an FFF Foster!!! And that squished leg - that is history. I am now a healthy, happy tripawd!! Now I feel like a million bucks, and love my foster home. The bottomless food bowl is the best part!! Ok, ok, maybe it's the couch and snuggle time. Yeah, that is great too!! My foster mom says I am the best - love all the kitties here. I do admit - I am still scared of the dogs. And the pig. Eek, that thing is huge!!! So how about you and me - wanna be friends??
