I promised you the story, so here it is: My mom moved into the house that I got food from. She looked at me very strangely when I showed up on the porch meowing for my supper. But she found a can of food that the old tenants left behind and fed me anyway.
I kept coming back (as long as she kept feeding me!) and she put a collar on me. It itched like crazy! She called me Cleo for awhile....she said that she thought I was a boy since I had a big face (gee thanks!) but she didn't know anything about cats...and well, I was neutered and she thought I was a girl!
Next thing I knew I was at the vet and heard something about "Spay her" Now, I was a little nervous, but luckily mom had the sense to mention that she wasn't sure I was even a girl! And even luckier, the vet looked before they leaped and I ended up going home with just a vaccination! (whew!)
When mom got her own apartment, I went with her. And I've been an indoor kitty for awhile. Sometimes she'll let me outside to play if I look at her pitifully, cry a little, and tap the door with my paw. She's such a sucker!
