Baloo was found outdoors and in a bad way. Somehow, he’d gotten a string wrapped tightly around his neck and under one arm, and it was cutting into him. He’s healing up beautifully from those wounds, but what’s been truly surprising has been the change in his personality.

Baloo arrived at Tabby’s Place in late March (2015). He was scared to death of us; he’d hiss at the slightest movement. But by the beginning of June, he had become so relaxed that he’d roll over onto one side when you called his name. He enjoys tummy rubs and gives head butts. We now know that he’s very good-natured, though he can be reserved until he gets to know you.

Our best guess is that Baloo was born in March of 2012. He’s a large grey tabby with white on his muzzle. We don’t think he has lived in a house before, so that might require an adjustment period. Can you provide the "happily ever after" ending to Baloo’s story?