Hello Everyone,
The girls told me to be funny, nice and romantic. So I would like to start with a Bing Crosby song that goes like this:

"Sunday, Monday or Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday or Friday
I want you near
Every day in the year"

So much for romance. Here comes the funny part. (It is not actually funny according to the girls.) I was born unprivileged in a big-ass basement of a block of flats. I lived there in cold, I only saw humans if some strange creatures came down and brought up or down something. So I could sing you like Mr. Crosby to be with me every day of the year, but who wants to share life with a psycho freak? (Oops, I saw someone as if put his/her hand up?...where are you?) Oh, I have not told you that I hurt myself in the basement and I have three legs...I do not mind, so do not weep if you see my picture.



I said nooo.

Considering my hobo cat status I could not finance my surgery, but for the cat rescue girls it would have been useful, because when we found out how much it cost the Emputation (that's how it's called) they just said "uuh" and then there was silence. Let's say I screamed instead of them.... The point is that if you have such thing as money or do not, but you want to help and you like me, you can do two things…. oh no, three (I'm no good at maths either).

1. You can support me on the following bank account. Even the tiniest amount of money comes in handy! Yeah, and do not forget to write my name on the wire transfer request form. Our account number is: OTP 11710002- 20085016. (IBAN HU6411710002-20085016-00000000, SWIFT Code: OTPV-HU-HB)

2. You can adopt me virtually here.

3. You can get in the crooked line of people who yearn for adopting me (ha-ha) and wait patiently me to choose you. In this case I suggest getting a suit of armor with cat-proof gloves, a lots of books about “how to raise a cat from a newly arrived, jumpy, antisocial, eye-flashing munchkin” and prepare for the biggest, best and most adventurous experience of your life.
Yeah, and I would like to note that everything and everyone freaks me out so let us sing together again that:

"If you're satisfied
I'll be at your side
Sunday, Monday or always"

Uh, I got no better from this, but I promise that I will try to get smarter and socialize at my foster parent. But please consider that I will not be prettier or have more legs…..and I would like to note quietly that I would very-very much like to have a human mum or dad who will love me, even with crippled, three-legged and antisocial, because I am really just a kid who has no mother.

Thanks for reading my story.
Regards,
Sunday



If you have any questions about me, you can write to the girls here: macskamentes@noeallatotthon.hu