Lost Cat — Found Toes
Don't fear for me Oakland.
Poor Kuro. Once warm and well-fed in the bosom of a loving home. A gentle nuzzle of Glen’s ear in the pre-dawn hour brought poured bowls of Tender Vittles and 2% milk. Evenings, Kazuko’s lap ensured sanctuary and a certain scratch for that jaw-bone itch. Once a week Kuro would permit Kauzko to gently ring her collar bell or Glen to play that inane game with the gray tube sock.
Then a wrong turn on her afternoon patrol jeopardized everything.
Now she is lost and cold on cruel streets of Oakland. Territorial dogs, express busses, cackling crows and wet nights under decks. She will lose two or more of her nine lives. But don’t fear for Kuzo. She is a surivor. She is sharp and resourceful. She has menacing eyes and an extra set of toes.
That’s right. Extra toes.
She's got two eyes and a nose. She's 'Over-Abundance of Toes.'
We’re rooting for you Kuzo.
