Tomfoolery and Halo

Tomfoolery (Tom) came into our lives a few months after our cat Poppy disappeared. My mom decided she was ready to move on, so she went to several animal shelters and Adopt-a-Pets. A few cats struck her interest, but none really clicked with her, so she kept looking. At a local animal control center, she found Tom. He was in a cage in the corner, and all she could see of him were big yellow eyes and a black and white nose peering out. When she asked the volunteer if she could pet him, the woman was ecstatic. Apparently, Tom had been living feral under a porch with two other cats, ripping open trash to find food. All three cats had been rescued, but Tom was the only one that could be tamed; the other two had to be put down. Tom had been at the shelter for a long time, and was due to be euthanized soon, which was very upsetting for the volunteers. They'd put in so much time with Tom and knew how sweet he was. My mom knew then that she wanted him. She took him home that day, but after a brief period of shyness, Tom became a bit of a bully. He would swipe at people and nip at fingers. But his attitude completely changed when we brought home Halo. I found Halo outside my church one Sunday afternoon. She was very friendly and very skinny. Her paws and nose were scraped, like she'd been tossed out of a car onto the pavement. I called my mom who decided we should keep her, and the rest is history. Tom was grooming her and playing with her the minute she came home. Now they're inseparable, and I can't imagine my life without them.
Andrea
Litchfield, IL