Cats who teach me to fly…

That’s that!

Russell was a feral cat. Like any other cats, he had all the fear in his eyes. These cats are not evil or bad cats. They are just scared. Days after days, weeks after weeks and months after months, Russell finally trusted me. A sweet boy he was.

He was skinny when we brought him back. In order to win him, I gave him all he wanted to eat. That’s the little love I can give. But I am always greedy. Three years of caring for him or any cats is never enough for me.

A tough life he had when he was a stray. Always hungry… but not for long.

Another paw prints always living in my heart.