Dear Readers,

Hi. I'm Moose. I was in very horrible shape when I arrived at the Potsdam Animal Shelter on Groundhog Day. The people who brought me there had stuffed me in a pillow case — I was scared to death and covered in my own feces, urine and vomit. My long, once beautiful fur was so matted that my skin hurt.

I don’t know how they did it, but the staff found a way to look past how awful I looked. They cleaned me up and gave me a “lion” cut as it was the only way to remove my tangled fur. After such a horrible ordeal, I had a hard time being around other cats and it took me awhile before I was ready to trust a lot of people too. But one special day, a nice older gentleman came in looking for a companion, and picked me out of all of the cats at the shelter. That made me feel ready to take a chance on being with someone outside the shelter staff again.

Today, my new owner says he’s grateful to me for giving him a reason to get up in the morning, and I feel loved and treasured again. I hope no other cats ever have to go through what I did to get a good home. I am sure glad the animal shelter was there for me when I needed help.

Moose, the cat

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