My name is "Little Boy" and I found my people, or rather, Kasia found me in their driveway late one night. I was in a trash bag that was thrown out of a car. I was only a day or two old but I yowled as loud as I could until they heard me. Kasia took me inside and warmed me up and gave me some milk with an eye dropper and then a baby bottle every couple of hours.
Well... It is seven years now... it is Christmas each day...every day...
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