Hello there, my name is Ozzy, named after our recently fallen rockstar. I’m about 4 months old and I was found crying for help all alone in the Gate/Chili area. I come from a colony of stray cats that are fed and cared for by the locals, but nobody was there for me when my eyes and belly became sickly, and my brothers and sisters left me behind when I became weak and covered in fleas.

I was picked up one evening by someone who was delivering food when they heard me crying and beckoned me from underneath a parked car. I was taken home where my eyes were cleaned, and I was given lots of food, love and warmth.

The next morning my new mom took me to her vet to confirm that I was not microchipped, and while unhealthy I was not in immediate danger. I will need all of my shots, a round of dewormer for my big belly, antibiotics for my eyes, and a dose of flea prevention to make sure those pests don’t come back. Later down the line when I’m feeling better, I’ll be heading back to the vet to be neutered, to make sure I don’t keep the cycle going of creating more kittens like myself in need of homes and medical care.