Wingie found it in the Table Tennis room, where she was about to become dinner time snack for a dog. She was shivering, dehydrated and starving. We brought her to our room, bathed her, rehydrated her, fed her some raw chicken legs and made it a comfy bed to sleep in. Next morning I woke up to the sound of gentle purring, only to find a kitten sitting on my chest and licking my face. :D We named her sunset and let her out to roam in the hallowed hallways of our hall.
Posted on: Sat, 06 Dec 2014 07:37:02 +0000
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