Sasha is right about kitties not forgetting their former abuse. My big yellow Sandy was roaming the neighborhood and I put food for him out on my porch. He would eat but not let me approach him. Then one night I opened the door and invited him in. He ate two whole cans of cat food and has been my cat ever since. He's been with me over a year and still startles if I make a sudden move or he hears a noise. I think someone had not treated him kindly. He is a lovey boy and climbs up on my shoulder for me to hold him. The thought of someone hurting any of my cats makes me sick.

I will never understand how anyone could take a warm, living, breathing animal and cause it harm.

And what was the matter with those teachers? Did they want to throw Grover back in the garbage? Some lesson for the students on kindness to animals.