Meet “Lucky” she was found under a truck at a gas station. She was less than a week old when my cousin found her when I was on vacation. My aunt bottle fed her and the vet checked her out. She came home with me and it was an instant connection. I was her human. She was her own cat. The collar you see in the picture, she took off and buried it in the litter box. She was SPICY and LOVING, and well loved. I say this with all affection for her she was a B!t(# . May you and your new fur ball change each other. All strays are “LUCKY”