SamI was just a poor, helpless kitten. Born and raised as an alley cat, I never really figured out the whole survival game. I hated begging. I hated rummaging around in other people's trash. Most of all, I hated being alone.But I had no choice. Day after day it was nothing but bleak survival. Pounding the pavement until my little paws nearly bled, begging for scraps, working odd jobs and hoping and praying that I'd be able to make it through another night with an empty bell...