Hi. I'm new here my name is Mongo, my Mommy is CAT , when I was born my Mommy left me for dead in a plastic bucket, there was this huge plastic wall, that somehow, I needed to climb, with all my widdle might, I tried & I tried & eventually I made it to the top of the big plastic wall & flopped over the side onto the ground of the Trailer Park home where I was born 🥹, till this day I still call home 💖

I quietly snuck under the couch & feed on cigarette butts & left overs of meat sandwiches that my step Daddy Woody58 used to fuck that used to get chucked about the place once he was finished fucking them.

Eventually I grew strong, I was able to leave the darkness of under the couch, although I missed out on any schooling through this period, I was lucky enough to land myself a job, picking up squished animals off the local roadways, my only tools a shovel & a roll of plastic bags. I love my job & even though Mommy has been nasty to me my whole life, I still love her, she is my Mommy 🥹, I just hope that giving my Mom the not so squished animals to make merkins for her financial enterprisers, to make some money, making a happy Thanksgiving for our whole family is enough.

I know you don't love me Mommy, but I love you with all my heart & soul 💖

This is my story of survival against all odds, I would love to hear your stories.

Love always
Mongo 💖