Today 8 years ago I came to live with my new Momma.
I was not a happy camper.
You see for those who may not know I was happily (so I thought) ensconced in a great home with my favorite 7 year old little girl. But, as fate would have it, the Dad did not like me. I did not like him either. So he took me away from my little girl. Gave me to his neighbor who at that time worked with Lucky Cat Adoptions. My new Momma was looking for a small tuxie girl. I ended up that day 8 years ago being that tuxie girl.
Being the spitfire that I am.
When Momma got me to my new home, I hissed and spit all
over her. I wanted to GO HOME.
My little girl home.
I certainly did not want to be HERE with this woman I
did not know.
As sadden as this new woman was she left me to settle in.
And every day for 6 months she kept coming in and sitting with
me and visiting. I would bite her (not hard) over and over
again testing her.
Finally she introduced me to the 3 amigos.
*ugh*
That was a big fat fail.
Back into my bedroom I went where I was now happy.
A few more weeks later she let me out to get to know
my new brothers and sister.
It was only snoopervised visits as she knew by now
I would paw whip those other kitties.
Eventually everything worked itself out.
Sort of.
As long as Boo, Gracie, Jinx and Ping let me rule, we
were all happy.
Most importantly, I bonded very strongly with my new Momma.
I love her.
Completely.
You see I am a kitty that has trust issues.
I have been abandoned 3 times in my kitty life.
But, Momma has promised me
FOREVER.
And I believe her.
So now I am a happy girl
celebrating my 8th GOTCHA.
Please celebrate along with me!
I have toys and treats and nip for all!!!
