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Buddy says: I found my foster mom when I was a small kitten wandering the streets in Gilroy. I was very thin, dirty, and very, very hungry. She thought I had more gray patches than I really did, because I had a lot of oil and grease smears on my white fur. When she took me to the vet for something called “neutering” the vet cleaned me up while I was sleeping and I woke up with a lot more white on me. (I still don’t know exactly what they did to me that day, but it sure seems to me like I’m missing something; I haven’t figured out what yet, so I guess it’s o.k.)

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