My little guy Popeye was one of the many cats that were outside the jail where I work. Popeye was different from all the rest because he wouldn't shy away from people and he would even let you pet him. My friend and I picked him up and we put him in a box to take home. My intention wa to give him to a friend, but once he was sleeping in my arms, I couldn't bear to let him go. Every time I go out I look forward to him running to the door to greet me.

JamieLyn Rossbach
howell, NJ