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Two years ago today, my Oliver came into my life.

Photo: Holli Bushnell

I was heading out to pack some orders at work when a little cat popped out of our barn. He came right up to me with no fear at all and gave me a look that seemed to say, “Well, Mum, are you going to feed me or what?” I had to give him three bowls of food — hence the name Oliver Twist — before he would follow me into my boss’s house, where he promptly passed out on her couch.

I couldn’t believe someone would abandon such a sweet, adorable cat. I did everything I could to find his owner, but after a month, I took my flyers down and got him neutered.

Sometimes I think he dropped out of the sky just for me. I had wanted an animal for so long before Oliver, but because I travel so much for work, I didn’t think it would be possible. Lucky for me, I have never had a cat who so willingly gets into his carrier — he just comes with me.

Sadly, I think he may have been caged all the time before he came to me. He didn’t know how to jump or play, and he had the strangest meow of any cat I had ever encountered. He still has that tiny little Mike Tyson voice, but now he can jump, play, and cat around like a pro.

He LOVES to be brushed and purrs like crazy. He even comes running when I whistle the Doctor Who theme song. He’s my little weirdo, and I’m so grateful we found each other. He’s changed my life — maybe even saved it.

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Story submitted by Holli Bushnell from Great Barrington, MA.

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