Percival's Story
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I was born under a freezer at a company in Santa Clara. The workers heard my siblings mewing so they used these grabber things and picked us out one by one. We were only 2 weeks old, and my foster mom had to bottle feed me and Pauline -- but not my brother Paddy. He's always been the biggest of the group.
Since we've been with people for most of our short little lives, we're really sweet and friendly and dear. My brother Paddy is easygoing and quiet, and my sister Pauline is the talkative leader of the group. And me? Well, I'm very special; I'm the apple of my foster mom's eye. I was half the size of my sibs when I was rescued, and my foster mom never really thought I'd survive. As a matter of fact, she thought I resembled an alien for the first month of my life. But I did survive, and I grew and grew, and though I'm still small, I turned out to be a nice looking cat.