This is Sammy B'eau B'Ammi.
Sam was abandoned when his owner moved, taking Sam's sibling, but not Sam. From this point on, the little fellow survived around a public school where he was found by Leslie. Leslie already had two cats and a dog; she couldn't afford to adopt Sam, but she fed him and did what she could, which included introducing me to Sam.
When I moved from the area, Sam remained on my mind. The memory troubled me. The school would be re-opening soon. Would Sam be scared, mistreated by students? Fall would be arriving soon. Would Sam be cold, perhaps get sick? And then there'd be winter...
I asked Leslie to capture the little guy. I said I'd come and get him. She did, I did, and Sam joined my 2 other cats to make 3:
Scratch, Speckles and Sam.
After adjusting to his new home, Sam probably went under a car, the car probably started, and this is probably how Sam lost his tail. It was so badly dislocated that it had to be amputated.
Still, if he could talk, I'll bet he would say: "I'd give up my tail any day for my new mommy. And God bless Aunt Leslie who took care of me and introduced me and mommy."

R. Gabrielle Berry
Toronto, Canada