Churchill's story, how he came to me

For Anyone who reads this, Churchill was abandoned 4 months ago by our neighbor. We know this because the Maintenance men told us that they had seen him roaming the grounds to where we live. She also had another cat that she just ( i hate to use this term ) tossed out as well who is also still outside in this cold weather, but we havent been able to catch him yet. She loved her 3 Parrots more than her cats. I remember seeing little Churchill as a baby sitting in the window. The Other day The Maintenance came to our apartment to do some minor work, and told us about this kitten, that had been outside sitting under a backdoor just lying down for a few days. They asked me to go and check on him, knowing i am disabled and can have cats in my apartment. I went over to him and looked to see if he was foaming at the mouth first, or had any open wounds, I didnt see any, he was soaking wet and i could not leave him in the cold. when i got him inside , I warmed him up, brushed him down and noticed his left leg was lame. I also noticed Dry blood on his paw. So i cleaned him up the best i could , and splinted his leg, thinking it was only sprained. He was with us for 2 days when i accidently hit his leg , and he yelped in pain and i decided he needed to see a vet. It took us a good day for Volunteer Services of Animals to get back to us, they were worried about his leg and said they would pay for the one and only Vet visit. We called other places as well and we were told that they would only put him down , being that there are too many cats around, This i could not handle. Having him with me for 2 days it was already to late and i had fallen in love with him. He truely is one of the most kind and gentle cats you can imagine. I feel as though if I were to lose him , i would lose everything that i have fought for , for the past week. He was sent to me , to help me through tough times.