Growing Up Too Fast
It all happened so fast – just a few moons ago I was a young pretty little kitty on the streets. Life was exciting and fun. Always an adventure just around the next corner waiting for me to take it on.
Little Luna
I was just lounging with mister keeper and his friends when I heard the front door open. In walked miss keeper with a small carrier. I only caught a glimpse but it looked like it held a pretty little kitty. Excited, I jumped to my feet and followed her down the hallway.
Warming Up
It’s that warm feeling I haven’t felt in so long – not since long before my original owners gave us away. I get it every time my new temporary keepers scratch me on my head or when I see a new bowl of food out for me. I want to show them how grateful I am and slowly I hope they can see how happy they make me.
One of the best things so far is enjoying quiet sunny days and napping without wondering if I will wake up in the same place. I purr without even realizing some times.
The Dream Inhibitor
After scoping out the new apartment I figured I would take a break to nap in to sun. The hardwood floor felt so nice I barely shut my eyes before I started dreaming about shoe strings and rubber bands. Oh I hope my new keepers have some long stringy rubber bands. I love rubber bands!
That’s when I heard it.
Click Clank! Eeeert. Chuuug Chuuug….. EEERRRRRNT!
A Life Saver
Coal and I had a great life growing up but as with life unexpected things happen. Sometimes you’re smooth sailing, napping in the warmest sun patch when a cloud comes and steals your light. That is essentially what happened with us. Our original keepers were great. We had the life: large comfy bed, couches in every room, and tasty meals every evening. Besides the occasional appearance of the threaded snake and that loud dirt eliminator things couldn’t be better.
The Start To A New Chapter
When I was a kitten everything was exciting and new. I was fearless and roamed around without hesitation. Racing up and down the steps were my favorite. My keepers would send bouncing tennis balls and slinky’s for me to chase around the house. I would never fetch, though. Occasionally I would bring my daddy a toy to play with but I would never fetch. I miss those days. Racing to the food bowl and carelessly taking naps anywhere I pleased. All those perfect days didn’t last. The thought that some day they would go away was never something in imagined.