Happy Gotcha Day

Today is a special day.
5 years ago this special little ball of fluff was introduced into my life.
My life has not been the same.
The moment I laid eyes on her it was utter love.
Now for her part, I can only say it took more than one moment for that feeling to be reciprocated.
She made me earn her love and loyal. Yes sireebob, she did.
It was trial by fire and tooth.
Abby has been shuttled to at least 3 homes that I know of. But, I understand her allure. She is small and adorable.
But she is fiesty and has catitude.
If you do take her on her terms -- forgetaboutit!!!!
So, those who do not wish to accept her terms parted ways.
Thankfully.
Because June 12, 2005 brought her to me.
It was my lucky day.
It was her lucky day.
Although, she would have argued that point on that day, I think.
She has found her forever and ever home.
So today we celebrate 5 years together.
The best is yet to come.
Thank you Abby, Happy Homecoming, my sweet.
Love you,
Momma

GRAND DAME

Momma has been very bad about posting for any of us kitties and we are all furry upset with her. But she is finally getting the idea that we want to be back online MORE! So she is going to try and do better. I still visit all my furfriends blogs but because Momma is the one with the thumbs I can't leave as many messages as I would like to. Just know I miss all of you and think of you efurryday!

Here's Momma:

Today is a special day. It is now been four years since one sassy lady arrived in my lap and in my life. It has been amazing fast four years. For anyone unfamiliar with Abby's story, she was adopted from a cat rescue organization 4 years ago named Lucky Cat. She had been living in her second home where the Father of the family did not want her and made his young daughter give her up. I now know that Abby did not like the Father and was probably snappy with him because she saw him as his true self. Abby is a feisty girl,the first night she was here she was so mad that she hissed and snarled and pitched a true Tuxie temper tantrum. I was so afraid that she was going to hate living here. I knew she could not go back to her former home. I would not let her go back to a man who only wanted the animal rescue people to abandon her behind PetsMart if I didn't take her. It took many MANY months before Abby trusted me, but when she did she gave me her total loyalty, trust and love. She is still a feisty little lady and she dominates the house with an iron paw. I feel a powerful privilege in being in the right place at the the right time four years ago because she has entered my heart and totally captivated it with her special furry love. No one will ever be able to convince me that she is just a cat, to me she is so much more and the bond we have is one that nothing will ever break. I know her purrday is right around the corner and she will soon be 10 and I know that the passage of time will keep rolling, but I do not take one day for granted with her. This past weekend I sat with her in my lap one lazy afternoon just enjoying her presence. I tried to memorize the placement of each piece of fur as the light hit, the color of her eyes, the feel of her whiskers on my leg, the sound of those rumbly purrs, the feel of the bisquits she was making on my lap...I cherish all of these things and in those quiet moments I love her even more. Today is my sweet angels day of coming to her true home and of two hearts finding each other. I love you Abby with every fiber inside of me, and I will always and forever.

Happy Gotcha Day

June 12th, 2005 was a big day for me. That was the day I was taken from the arms of my sweet friend and given to Lucky Cat Adoptions. My sweet friend was an 8 year old girl who had loved me for 3 years. Her Daddy did not like me and wanted to get rid of me. His neighbor was one of the ladies who worked with the Lucky Cat Adoptions group. I did not know what was happening that Sunday when they loaded me up. They put me in my igloo and put me in the car and took me to a lady I didn't know who then took me to a place that was filled with many many other kitties who I didn't know.
They transported me to a BIG noisy place called PetsMart where lots of beans, woofies, fev-vers and other kitties were. I was petrified. But, I sat there very still hoping no one would notice me and I watched everything from my little enclosed igloo. I didn't know why I was there. Then all of a sudden a lady came and she took my out of my igloo. I didn't know that this lady had come to see me and only me.This lady started to cry as she picked me up. I clung to her shoulder and would not let go. I didn't know what was happening. The next thing I knew I was being put into a PTU and taken out of the store. I thought OH GREAT they are taking me back to the arms of my sweet little girl. Halleluiah I was going home! But then I noticed we weren't heading in the right direction.
I was being taken to a new place. Believe me, I was mad! I was very mad. I was put into a room with lots of new things that this lady thought I would like. There were toys and treats, food and water, and a new bed. But, I didn't like any of it. I wanted to GO HOME! Take me home I yelled. I want to go back to my house and Casper my other kitty furfriend. I hissed and tried to put the REAL bitey on this strange woman. She was so upset and I thought GOOD now you'll take me back home.
Little did I know that my former Daddy had told the lady from Lucky Cat Adoptions that if this new lady did not want me , to just turn me loose behind PetsMart. This new lady knew that my former Daddy did not want me back and he was the reason why I had been placed up for adoption. She was very sad about this, but she also knew that the instant she laid eyes on me that her heart swelled up with love and she knew that I was the one and only kitty for her. At that moment I did not agree.
She was worried about me that first night. But by the next morning I was a bit more hospitable. She was quite relieved of my change of attitude. Although I made this new woman prove to me that she wasn't going to just pretend to care for me and then turn around and give me away.

It took several months to finally trust this new lady and I eventually began calling her Mom.
I still do not like living with other cats though. I tolerate them. But, I am especially hard on my new sisfur Boo. I am very jealous of Boo because Mom also loves her just as much as she loves me.
But, most of the time Boo is OK.
The main thing is this; Mom told me that no matter what and she emphasized the NO MATTER WHAT, she will always be there for me. She has promised that until the end of my days she will do everything to provide me with a good, safe, and loving home. I will never ever EVER be put up for adoption ever again.

It took me a long long LONG while to actually believe her.

Because it has happened twice to me; this adoption stuff.

But, I think that the third time was a charm.

I know it's the charm.

I am home.

Forever.

I have a few issues. I do like to put da bitey on. I don't draw blood (unless your a Daddy and then I might) but I pinch very hard. When Mom and I were first together I would put the pinch bitey on her all the time. I was testing her. Finally when I trusted her, I didn't do that anymore. I still put the bitey on her, but it is my happy bitey. It's my I LOVE YOU bitey.
I know I am small, but I have to keep up my BIG CAT ATTITUDE so I won't be pushed around. So, I put da bitey on!
I am very fankful to be in my final forever home.

These are some of Momma's favorite pictures of me. WE hope you enjoyed them.

Happy 3rd Gotcha Day sweet angel.

June 12, 2005 was one of the best days of my life!

Two Year Ago Today

Two years ago today I wrote these words in my journal....

There she was in her tiny little igloo like bed, petite, dainty and perfect.
Beth (the rescue lady who found her) took her out of the cage and she clung
to me, mostly from fear I suspect. But, she was perfect. Then Beth said she
doesn’t have a tail. What? No tail! But then who cared, she was
perfect. She climbed up my shoulder and clung to me, my new baby.

We were in PetsMart a few hours doing all the paperwork, and
getting a few necessities for our cats. We even got Abby’s nail trimmed. She
didn’t resist or seem to mind all that much. Which is probably totally wrong,
the poor kittie was traumatized, I didn’t know how much right at that moment,
but it would be clear to me after I learned more of her
story.

After getting her some extra food & litter & a new
scratching post, we were off. Abby and her cute little meow rode like a dream in
the car, hardly any reaction at all. Did she like riding in the car, or was she
terrified of what fate would befall her?

She was lost. She had been
taken from the arms of a 10 year old who no doubt
loved her dearly. TOO affectionate her family complained. TOO much
underfoot, craving attention all
the time, this poor little kitty needed
lots of hugs and kittie kisses which her
human family did not want to give
her.

So we settled her into the
bathroom. We had food, water
and treats waiting for her. Found a comfy little bed that none of the cats
warmed but she climbed into. Put her scratching post nearby so she could paw
all over that. Put her favorite mousey in her bed along with the special toy
we brought her. Abby all 5 pounds of her was scared beyond
any understanding. Where am I, she had to ask? Where are my humans? Why did they
abandon me to these humans whose smell I don’t know and don’t like? What’s a
poor kitty who has no one in the world to do?

What she did was make as much ruckus as she knew how to make for us take her back. Shehissed and she growled, and she snapped & she swatted and she was totally untouchable. What have we gotten ourselves into? She hates being here, she wants to go home!

Alone for the night, she must weep for her
former human child, it
all must seem like it’s a life time ago.

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This was the first time I laid eyes on Abby.
It's two years babygirl and I love you more with each passing day. You are my sweet little furball and I am so happy fate brought us to each other.
Happy Gotcha Day my angel Abby.