I met Bam in the woods where I was taking a walk with my dog. It was actually she who saw him first: She froze and I had to go and take a look at what she was staring at. At first I thought it was a pigeon =) But it was Bam. I asked him what he was doing there and then I picked him up. There was garbage around him, old clothes and old paint-tins and stuff, so I figured someone had just left him there, at the side of the dirt track. I think I fell in love with him the first time he stood on his hind legs to peek over the edge of the cardboard box I housed him in his first few days with me.

I don’t know what’s my favorite thing about Bam. There are a million adorable things about him. He loves to cuddle and always reciprocates by licking the human’s hand. He snatches food out of one’s hand. He bites my mother’s feet if she stops petting him sooner than he finds appropriate.