Friday, April 25, 2008
Ah - the life of a cat in a good home - couldn't that be the very definition of heaven and bliss? Especially when your story is one of hardship and cold winters and struggling to survive. Here we have Bandito: he was a poor suffering stray cat, who, when we first saw him, ran away at the very slight movement of the door curtain. It took 2 years for him to even consider being inside the screened-in porch. But once he came in, he realized he had found his forever home, and refuses to talk about those bad old days, on the run, unloved, hungry and alone. We tell him regularly: "you know why we called you Bandito? 'Coz you stole our hearts!!? And also for that lovely Zorro mask he has. This is one happy boy, as the pictures clearly attest.