"Meow hello. I was a street cat in Novato, California. Not exactly a movie star existence, let me tell ya! I ended up in a shelter, and what a treat--two square meals, fresh water and attention all day long from an awesome bunch of volunteers. Yeh, I was in a cage, but at least I was safe. I'd been there a couple of months when these people come walking by my cage and there was just something about them like they were looking for me. I wanted to make sure they saw me, so I gave them a high five and the rest is history.

My name now is Davidson. I'm named after the most awesome motorcycle in the world (Dad says). Even though I'm permanently attired in a tuxedo (check out the white bowtie and spats), I'm tough & street wise just like a Harley. And heads up Harley- Davidson- I'd look quite the boss in a pair of chaps! (Hint, hint- donations accepted!)

These days, well I'm living like a king, thanks to the kindness of a stranger I now call Dad. 411 to all you felines who think the street rules NOT! I get fish flakes-yeh, check it out! I gotta yard full of so many birds I never know which window to go to! And all you people who think you can't have a pet cuz you don't have a yard for a dog-GET A CAT!! If I do say so myself, I'm a constant source of amusement, affection and companionship. I'm totally low maintenance and can even take care of myself for a whole day as long as you leave me food, water and a clean box. (check out the scientific advances in litter!)

Thanks Benji for letting me tell my story. And thanks to all of you who cared enough to read this."

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WOW! That Davidson has quite a tale. I may have to reconsider this feline friendship thing! Until next time,

Benji, Editor & Chief, DODR.org

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