Colorado Photographer Followed Strange Sounds In Trash Can, What She Found Broke Her Heart
The morning in Greeley, Colorado, was colder than anyone had hoped. A light layer of snow blanketed the ground.
But Angel Dougherty and her dad didn’t let the chilly weather stop them. Photography was their thing, something they loved doing together, and they weren’t about to let a little cold get in the way.
What they didn’t realize was that the camera wouldn’t catch that showy scenery. Something much more urgent was about to grab their attention.
Not long after arriving at a local park, they heard a strange sound. The faint cries guided them to an ordinary-looking trash can. But what they found inside was anything but ordinary.
At the very bottom of the metal bin was a small black cat. His wide eyes seemed to beg for help, and his tiny body trembled in the cold.
It looked like he had been trapped for hours, curled up in that freezing, cramped space with no way to climb out.
The smooth metal sides offered no grip, and his little paws were likely too numb to even attempt an escape.
Dougherty’s dad reached in cautiously, unsure how the cat might react. But instead of panicking or trying to flee, the little one relaxed into his hands.
It was as though he had been waiting for this moment. Dougherty later shared in an interview:
“It was like he was just so grateful we saved him. He started purring as soon as we pulled him in close.”
It became clear that this cat didn’t have a home to return to. Dougherty searched the area, knocked on doors, and posted on a local Facebook group, hoping someone might recognise him.
A visit to the vet revealed there was no microchip. A week passed, and no one came forward.
With each passing day, the once-stranded cat became less of a stranger and more a part of Dougherty’s life.
Perhaps it was fate. Perhaps he had been waiting for her all along. Either way, Dougherty knew she couldn’t let him go. He needed a home, and she had the perfect one to offer.
A month later, Finnegan Francisco, or Finn for short, was no longer a lonely stray. He was a playful, happy companion who seemed to belong from the very start.
He followed Dougherty everywhere, always watching her with curious eyes, as if trying to guess her next move.
When he wasn’t darting around the house or playing, he was curled up in her lap or perched by the window, listening to the birds, as Doherty shared:
“He can be very cuddly, but he also loves to play. He is a very agile little guy. He loves sitting in the window [and] listening to the birds.”
Looking back, Dougherty feels lucky she heard those cries that day. If she had been anywhere else, or if she hadn’t stopped to listen, Finn’s story might have ended very differently.
But sometimes, life places the right souls in the right place at exactly the right time, and now, she has a best friend for life.
