
One man’s story of how animal rescue and a beautiful cat has changed his life…

by Larry

Soon I was hugging kittens who had no idea how needle-like their tiny teeth were. When I sat down in one of the large free-roaming cat rooms to pet (we call it “socialize” at the shelter) an adult cat, I felt somebody playing with my already-sparse hair. It tickled. I laughed out load for the first time in a while. I took a selfie-video of the tiny kitten “attacking” my head, and soon everyone on social media knew what I had already confessed to myself: I was a goner.