He was tortured by that kid. Ears pulled. Tail pulled. Kicked. Slapped. Thrown. And, worst of all, shot with bb gun. He still has 2 lodged in his tiny body that we know of. His torture was so awful that he lost his meow. He can make little squeaks but no meow.

We took him home and named him Sushi. He was very scared at first. He would swing at us and our kids as they walked by him. Sometimes, leaving scratches.

One day, our youngest (4 years old at the time) was sick. Sushi laid down next to her and allowed her to love on him. From that day on, he was very loveable. He stopped swinging at people walking by him and started enjoying laps and snuggles. He hasn’t scratched anyone in over a year and a half. We’ve had him for 4 ½ years now. He’s in his furever home.