My Mom gave Sam to me a few years ago. She was over-run with cats and needed some help in finding homes for them. Mom lived in an out of the way area near an old bridge and people took advantage of the remoteness for years and dropped off their unwanted animals there. Mom and Daddy were never pet-poor! They gave away all that they could, but always had lots of cats and dogs. There was no local animal shelter or pound to speak of, and the one group in the area that was formed to help with this problem unfortunately usually found some reason why they couldn't come pick up the strays that were set off near her home.
Sam is a sweetie. He lives on our back porch and in the barn loft. Soon as he sees you coming he drops to the ground and starts talking to you and rolling over for his tummy to be scratched. He's an odd cat though.... he doesn't like gravy... and he lies beside his bowl and lets the chickens and wild birds eat his cat food. I suppose I have a lot of odd animals.... Sam won't eat gravy, the chickens like cat food, and my dog eats the chicken feed... and the turkey thinks he's a chicken, pecks on my front door when I don't let the chickens out of the pen, and he stands by the road and calls to the cars that drive by..... and you thought life in the country was boring, lol!
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