Bjorn

His story started off sad but is much better and far from being finished. He was found on 12/14/08 meowing outside my hallway. Me being the cat lady that I am had to go and investigate the matter and found this tiny little 9wk old kitten huddled in a corner cold and scared. I managed to grab him (not an easy thing to do) and bring him inside to my bathroom. He was hissing up a storm and wouldn't let me near him but he was eating the food I put down for him. It wasn't until the next morning when he saw little Oscar (my 7wk old rescue) that he let me come near him and even pet him and hold him. That night he got a bath and some medicine and was starting to feel a little better.

Then a few days later it all unraveled; the Saturday before I found him my friend told me she saw a black kitten on the street but I wasn't able to rescue it at that time. I then found out that my neighbor next to me a week prior had actually picked up Casimiro off of the streets and brought him into her home, but he was pooping everywhere and hissing at her so she just opened her front door and let him out-(this is where I find him). Well it turns out that the little black kitten was his sibling. I am still searching for the black kitten. But, Casimiro is off to a good life...