Pawing it Forward - Less Adoptable but Very Loveable

I was at a loss. We needed to send support to Savannah's great Paw it Forward Blog Hop but since we have our own huge event planned for next week to support Kitty Cottage, which is a local cat sanctuary, we were trying to figure out what to do when... Bang... It hit us! 
Buttons: No. I hit you! Right in your big old bu...
Heh... Heh... Meow right you are Buttons. And I needed good smack in the, umm, head as we need to have you front and center in more posts. Take it away.
Thanks Timmy. Head you meow..., right, 
We need to get my story out as I am definitely a hard to place cat who happened to luck out. If I hadn't met Dad... well I am getting ahead of myself.
You do that a lot. In fact...
Whose post? Alrighty then.
I came here with some other fosters right after July 4th 2011 and met Dad. Me and him hit it right off and with my handsome shiny fur and cute chest medallion he had high hopes for me. I was a bit shy but had a lot of energy that Dad used to get me playing which helped socialize me to being around a big human. In no time I was climbing in his lap and running up to say hello whenever he came into our room. My photo was posted on line and I went to adoption events on the weekends. I was on a roll.
I did not get adopted as quickly as Dad expected. That whole black cat thing I guess, but, people did look me over as I was very friendly and could pour on the charm. I went to stay at a local Pet Store where the group had us out to meet and greet and I got my shot at a forever home. I was sad as I did not get to say goodbye to Dad but he understood. I was set, or was I?
In some 3 weeks Dad got a call from a frantic adopter: "Oh you have to get him right away! He has FIV!" 
I did not understand why they had me locked in a small room so when Dad came to get me I said "Whee, hi Dad Lets Play." The lady and man chased me all over while Dad watched and then I ran to Dad and jumped on him and... he took me back.
I was glad to see Dad but... 

Was I a bad cat? Wasn't I lovable enough to keep forever?

Maybe if I had worn a tie?

We got home and Dad explained that I had a virus. It was not like a cat cold. It was something that most of the time made no difference. It was catching but only with me giving a deep bite to another cat. I asked Dad why they gave me back as I am a lover, not a biter. He explained that they loved the kitty they had a whole lot and could not take that chance. He said FIV is a lot like human HIV before people were educated. Today HIV is not as scary but he says things used to be very different. He says we need to educate people so nice cats like me are not just euthanized as a matter of course. 
Well I went back to being a foster. After another few months Dad decided he would give me a home. I am a lucky fellow as Dad read about my condition and understood because he is a Nursey Man. I do not pose a risk to the others as I am not aggressive. Oh I hiss a bit and can whacky paw with the best of them but nothing mean. 
We cats with FIV can need a bit more care. My gums have problems and I have lost teeth. Lots of them fell out or were pulled at my last Dental. Dad has to give me antibiotics for my gingivitis and I take my medicine like a champ.
We kitties with FIV are less adoptable but can make great pets for an understanding family.
This is very impawtent infurmation so please consider adopting a kitty who may have FIV as no fault of their own. If you have questions please let me know and I will tell Dad to contact you.
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Give an FIV kitty a chance. Remember to adopt we who are:
Less Adoptable but Very Lovable

Thanks for allowing me to add my story Savannah
Mr Buttons FIV Cats need love too!