Storm is a rescue who came into our lives one night in the middle of a crazy storm (hence the name) in the backcountry near Big White BC. We were out in the back forty searching for a forestry crew reported to be stuck on an FSR by a bunch of downed trees.

We had stopped to get our bearings and plan our approach route when one of the team was like: “do you guys hear a cat?”.

The wind was howling and the rain was beating down and it was pretty impossible to hear anything.

We’re like: “No dude, there’s no cat”. And he’s like: “Seriously, I hear a cat!”

And lo and behold, hunkered down by the wheel of the truck, there was this tiny orange kitten. He was pretty emaciated and likely wouldn’t have survived another night in the woods, according to the vet we took him to the following day.

Anyway, now he likes to remind us that he’s a fierce, independent kitty so he’ll come and sit next to you, but with his back turned. Occasionally he’ll roll over and ask for—no, demand—a few scritches.

#Caturday