Spooky was not a relaxed cat. Two days after Hallowe'en, I was working in the yard and I heard a very soft meowing.It was so weak that I had difficulty locating the source. Finally I did and saw that it was a tiny black and white kitten. It seemed both glad to see me and frightened to see me. When I picked it up I saw why. Someone had burned its tail. The vet recommended removing the tail because it was so damaged.Eventually Spooky came to trust me and some of my friends and family, but he never trusted strangers. He was with me for 15 years and was always a reminder of the unnecessary cruelty some humans can do to small, helpless animals.