

This is Spicket. She has been hanging around our neighborhood for a while. I would hear her screaming around the neighborhood and worried about my big cat Buddy. I always thought she was wild and would never come to me. But one day she was screaming behind the house and I tried one more time to get her to come to me. This time she came right up to me. She was so thin, you could see her ribs, back bone and her hind courtiers. She was even losing her hair. I felt so bad that I took her right in and started feeding her. Now I can't get her out of the house. I guess she is ours. Its a good thing to because shortly after that It was our big snow storm and I don't think she would have made it. The only problem we are having now is she spoiled and the dogs think she should wrestle with them like Buddy does. But she will have no part of that. She will be fixed soon and packing on the weight. Isn't she lovely? I am thinking that Spicket is not a good name for her. I am thinking about calling her Prissy.