To the people who rescued the kitten from the gas station (Jeers to the
neglectful, uncaring people who dropped him there) and brought him to
Carver Farms on the last day of the Pumpkin Festival. He was so weak, tiny,
scared and hungry, but he is doing very well and I am madly in love! Thank
you so much for the wonderful gift of him in my life. I named him "Pumpa",
Swedish for "pumpkin". Thank you for your compassion for the animals.
Surely you have earned your wings!