This is 'Squeak' as he was called for his short visit with us. Squeak was rescued by someone I work with at my 'real job' at just 3-4 weeks old. Covered in fleas, infested with worms and shivering cold, he was a terrible sight. I brought him home for a couple days, cleaned him up, fed him and gave him a whole lot of love. I have rescued several animals and adopted them out to forever homes. Therefore I didn't think it was possible to get so attached to this little critter so quickly - was I wrong.
Several days later it was apparent that he was either going to stay with us for the long haul, a proposition which my four adult cats were not at all interested in entertaining, or he was going to need to find a new forever home. Squeak came from who knows where to my house (20 miles away from where he was found), went with us to NH (230 miles round trip) for a powwow then two weeks later he went to ME to another powwow (292 miles 1 way). He now lives way up in Millinocket, ME (another 100 miles north of the powwow grounds) with good friends of ours who we met through the North Country Intertribal Powwow - Holly and Frank.
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