A little letter from Big John...

(please be advised this does mention briefly some of what Big John has suffered and it may be upsetting to some folks).

Hi, my new name is Big John, I don’t know if I had an old one.  I was one person's garbage last week, literally.  The people who found me have made me very comfortable and have helped me to overcome the trauma of being thrown away.  I am terrified of dogs, though not as much as I was when I was found.  I think with the right kind of care, I could get used to them.  I am looking for a family who won't ever put me in the garbage again, could you be that person?

 I think my new family would find me to be a very loveable and affectionate guy.  I am a beautiful orange and white tabby, a little on the tall rangy side with huge loving gold eyes and a pink nose.  I think I am about 4 years old, though I am not really sure about that.

My story goes like this.  I was minding my own business one day, at my old family's house when someone grabbed me, tied my feet together with duct tape shoved me into a garbage bag and took me to some place I have never been.  I was so terrified, I tried to get out and cried for a long time but no one seemed to hear.  I was driven somewhere and tossed down a huge hill.  I rolled for what seemed like an eternity till I came to rest at the bottom.  I was scared and bruised and so bewildered.  What could I have possibly done to deserve to be treated in this way?  I loved my people, didn’t they love me?  It got very cold and I shivered for a long time.  I was crying and I could hear someone calling "here kitty, kitty, kitty". But no one came.  Then after a very long time in that cold dark bag I heard a new voice calling.  I answered in my now weak voice as long as I could, hoping that this new person would try to find me.  And wonders of wonder, she did!  I was so happy that I purred for the whole day.  I couldn't walk because my feet had swollen to 3 times their normal size from the tight tape.  I lost some hair when my new bean pulled the tape off but it will grow back. My new mom took me gently out of the bag and into a nice warm house; I was so cold and very weak. She has cared for me as gently as she could and I am grateful.  There are a bunch of BIG dogs in this new house and I am not really very comfortable with them.  I am now able to walk and the doctors don't think I have any permanent damage to my feet.  They told my new mom that I was in pretty good shape and that all I really need is someone to love forever.  If you are interested in giving me a forever home please email my mom bean, Mary King.  Thank you for reading about me.

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