F R E E T O P I C
I would like to use this space to talk about my pet, my cat: Legolas. Since I saw him for the first time I tought he was such a cutie little piece of hair, he was so tiny, so adorable. I adopted him from Antumpau, when he was 2 months old. He is white with orange stains, he is actually really soft and really really lovely. The first time I took him to my house, he was so scared and tiny, he had lices, scratches and fleas, all over his little body, he was extreamly skinny with his big grey eyes (cause he was still a baby and didn't had his definitive color of eye jet), bigger ears than body and his little but long tail. When we came home, he hidded in the first place he found: on a coach on my room, (this is really usual when you adopt a cat, they hide until they think is safe where they are, they make a kind of study of the place and then they start being condifence about it. He hidded, and the girl who gaved me said, he could stay hidden for days, even a week! I was kind of sa