I adopted a cat. She had a biting problem, so no one was adopting her. I took her off the rescue’s hands (I’ve worked with rescue/foster kittyes before) and she is already broken of the biting habit. All she does is purr and rub on us like a love-monster. We have no idea how old she is, or why she was dumped in the pound in SC, but we’re glad she’s here and she’s part of our family. Everyone’s warmed up to her and it’ll only get better from there.
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