Some relationships are for only a season, such is the case with our cat Nubbins. She came into our lives at the very tender age of four weeks (which is our best estimation) after she was tossed out during a rain storm. We heard pitiful meowing sounds during the breaks in rain fall, looked outside to investigate and saw a very broken kitty. She was injured in the "tossing" and was a sight to see: drenched, injured, hungry, afraid, and certainly confused. Her chin had a gash, her tail had been severed and the nub that was left had two breaks. What choice did we have but to name her Nubbins? She took to us right away, after all what other offer was she getting? She became a member of our family and quickly made herself at home. She loved to sleep on our front couch or in a sunny window. She was a sweet cat and we were blessed to have fate place her in our front yard on that rainy evening. Nubbins went to kitty heaven a few months ago and I am grateful to have this photo of her. It captures her well.
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