My name is Bummer and I am a cat.
One rainy afternoon and I was seeking shelter under a bench at Winn-Dixie. A little boy and his friend came along on their bikes and kept me company for a while. Next thing I know, I am being carried back to a warm house where a loving family gave me a place to call home.
Bummer is my given name. I am runt, at full grown, I have never made it over 4 pounds. My eyes are slightly crooked and I was homeless, plain and simple… I’m a bummer. A lady never tells her age, so let’s just say I have seen a lot and I have used up 8 of my 9 lives. I’ve been on an airplane, on a moving van cross country, lost in the ghetto, and I am a house fire survivor.
There is no other place in the world i’d rather be then sitting on my mom’s lap, head, arm, etc. I love to purr and bask in the sun.
This is my life and I can’t wait to tell you about it.