by BARB WEINMAN
Seven years ago, around Christmas, a feral kitten followed my Labrador Shelby into the house. I fed her and let her out, but the next day in she came again. She loved my dog but not so much humans.
My husband trapped her in a cat carrier and to the vet we went. We called her “Little B—–” because she scratched everyone in the vets office. She was spayed and received vaccines.
She eats everything, human, dog and cat food. As a result we called her “Little Piggy”. Five years later she has never left my home; an indoor feral cat.
She is as sweet as can be but still leery of humans, including me. She likes to sleep in my finished basement during the night.
Little Piggy came into my room one night around 4am and meowed at me. I got up and followed her 3 flights down to the basement with her meowing all the way.
There was a water leak from one pipe and it had just started when she came to get me. Shelby the lab would have thought “indoor pool, great”.
Little Piggy saved me a lot of cleaning up and a lot of $$$, so what do we call her now ‘LITTLE ANGEL’
Hi Barb…. Thanks for talking about Little Angel. If you have a picture please send me one and I’ll publish it on the page.
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