My name is Sunny. I am 3 years old, I think. I had a mama, brothers and sisters, but Mama’s owner decided we were too many mouths to feed.
So, Mama’s owner packed us up, drove to a secluded place and let us out in the woods to fend for ourselves.
Each of us searched for food and water, Mom and a friendly human.
Then about two years ago I happened to be passing Mary’s house. She fed me, gave me a warm dry place to sleep and called me Sunny.