“If I were the adopter of a homeless cat — That hid in the closet — Or had an occasional spat
I’d love and care for it forever and ever — Would I return it? NO! NEVER!”
Life’s sure been a revolving door for me. I was found under a dumpster in Green Valley and brought to TALGV. It was almost four years before someone adopted me, but since I’m a shy lady, that only lasted a few days. I languished here for another year until a senior couple gave me a try, but after two years, they said that I just wasn’t fitting in (see poem above!). Truth be told, I’m not the world’s most outgoing lady, but I know that beneath my reserved exterior beats the heart of a real homebody. Maybe with another feline for company, I’d be more outgoing, so I hope you’ll give me a “third time’s a charm” chance.