Lucky was feral and just 4 weeks old when heard in the bushes of my mother’s house next door. He’d been crying for 24 hours. She didn’t want to tell us at first knowing we didn’t need another pet. She finally called us to tell us.
We went to get him. I picked him up and he did everything to get away from me he was so scared. I wrapped him up in a towel and noticed he was covered in fleas. He looked up at me and I saw he had 2 different colored bright eyes. I looked at my husband and said he wasn’t going anywhere.
After bathing him twice to get rid of the fleas, feeding him and putting him in a crate, he slept for days. After getting treated for ear mites he was all better. All the love and food had made him our favorite pet and yes, his name is “Lucky”.
WAXAHACHIE, TX
