Big Daddy

I don't have much to say. I've had a hard life. But then I 'found' my lady human and now I share her backyard with a few other kitties that were also homeless.  The lady feeds us twice each day. We know when to expect her; we're usually out waiting on her.

Sometimes when I don't seem to be feeling well, the lady will give me this really good treat that has a hole in it, with something crunchy inside.  Then I start to feel better.  This picture was taken a few months ago. The lady calls me Big Daddy because she thinks I'm related to the other kitties that live here.  You can decide for yourself.