My name is StarStruck, cause my mom thinks I got hit in the head by a meteor. My human mom doesn't know where I came from before I showed up, all she knows is that one day I jumped over her fence into her pack of dogs, (I was trying to commit suicide), but I changed my mind when they all ganged up on me and started to lick me instead of eating me. Mom came out and threw a towel over me to take me inside. She put me into her bedroom with food and water and a place to go potty. But she didn't see me for 3 whole months, she knew I was eating and drinking and using my litter box. Eventually I ventured out and 3 years later I am not so timid. I still sleep in the bedroom and my food is kept up high and my litter box is kept hidden so that I have privacy. But now I come out when I think it's time to be social and I holler at everyone to let me near my mom, she gives the best scratches.

I don't like canned cat food so my mom has to make sure I have plenty of dry food. She has tried to feed me canned food and I won't eat it.