Please give a brief story about your pet – was it a rescue, hard-luck story, special needs, etc
Mozart was from a hoarding situation in Florida and, I believe, probably was abused by a man or a large person as he shies with men or when anyone is standing up tall. He has turned into a loving, friendly (and very handsome) boy and NEVER extends his claws - except when "making bread." He is a one person kitty in that he pretty much follows me around the house and plants himself near (or on) me all day long. This picture was taken when he decided to make a bed in the middle of the Advent wreath, probably (correctly) thinking he could bring light into my life.