"I gave her soft food and water and a blanket," Seamans adds. "When I smashed up the soft food with a tongue depressor, she growled at me. The attitude. I thought, 'You are going to be OK.'"
In fact, Fae's strange surliness found just the right kind of match in a man who calls himself Gåtor.
For his 50th birthday, Gåtor visited the shelter, where he met Fae. Love, naturally, ensued.