I'm a petite shy girl and after my owner died about a year ago the family took everything... except me. I didn't have a home so I had been living under a house & scrounging for scraps.
My new Daddy was trapping stray cats to have them de-sexed then returned. I don't know how many times I ended up in the cage, I was so hungry! He didn't take me to live with him immediately, but he did give me food & water every day. Eventually he realized I'd belonged to his neighbor & that I didn't have a home any more. He caught me & took me Home to live with him.
Now I have a warm dry soft bed (my favourite is my very own pillow pet), plenty of food & I have come to trust my new Daddy. I'm so very happy to have a new home.