Last year, my family and I discovered a skinny, sickly white cat at the end of our road. She had been abused and abandoned. I begged my grandma to take her in, and we eventually did. I named her Cupcake because she was so sweet and cute. She started out incredibly shy and frightened, with a broken tail and missing teeth. It's been a year since then, and I think it's safe to say, she has recovered! Now she's helping Santa get ready for the holidays!
Santa's Little Helper! Cupcake the Elf!
Santa's Little Helper!
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