Our paths crossed on a busy suburban street as I was walking to my car and he was chasing a squirrel. As I try to do with every stray, I called out to him; amazingly, he came, purring and swaggering. The second I picked him up, he started sucking my fingertips and my heart about broke at how starved he was - his spine knobby like knuckles and his ribs weak like cartilage. But luckily for Ziggy, I took him in, fattened him up, and (as I was unable to keep him in my college dorm room) I found a home for him with my nephew who throws mice for Ziggy and lets him sleep on his bed.
Cortney BHouston, TX
