I have always been called Mister, like “hey Mister!” and I am described by my vet as “an amazingly happy go lucky cat even though he has been through some of the worst situations for a feline.” Life has been pretty tough for me, but I have always had people around me and never lived on the street. Originally, I was taken into a house that had a lot of sketchy people living there, and there was funny smelling smoke and needles lying around (drug house). I didn’t like it there, but I was a good kitty and friendly with everyone. A nice girl snuck me out of the house one day, and she took me home. I lived with her and her children for quite some time, but there were a lot of loud voices and she didn’t seem happy. She loved me though. Then I was quickly taken from the house because she was going to live in a shelter, and eventually I was dropped off at Pet Patrol. I was not in good shape….Contd.