Adventures of the Jovial Orangekin

I'm home!

August 30th 2009 11:51 pm
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I've been home for only two days and I've already worn out Mommy 2 completely!

The mommies came to pick me out from a Humane Society in a big city. At the shelter, there were a lot of orange kittens. They wanted an orange male with stripes with a mellow personality if possible. They were looking for a kitten between 7 and 10 weeks, earlier the better so that I could be most bonded with and that I would learn the habits that mommy 1 wanted for me the most. That I might trust her, cuddle with her, sit in her lap for hours, let her rub my tummy and be all in all her very own friend. My big brother, Logan, had been traumatized by long car rides and almost a month at a bording facility and hadn't been very cuddly after that with mommy 1. On the other hand, mommy 2 had married mommy 1 (2 is a man) and so he moved in with us and for some odd reason Logan started preferring him.

Anyhow, back to the story. I was the only striped orange kitten out of many that was labeled "mellow." I was only 8 weeks old. I had been potty trained, microchipped, and had many medical exams, preventative deworming (although no worms were found), and even had my claws clipped so they wouldn't be sharp (I still have them though, they're important to me!). I also knew how to use a scratching post.

So, after filling out billions of paperwork, my mommies were able to take me home. The first day, the mommies wanted to make sure I would adjust well and the big street cat would not eat me alive, so they put me in the office. While all sorts of cat literature talks about fearful kittens hiding under couches for days, pooping in their mommies bed because they are too afraid to venture to the litter box and not knowing what to do with all the rooms in the house, I was different. I explored the office in a matter of an hour or so and then I wanted to bolt out the door as fast as possible to meet the other cat I smelled and see the other rooms.

When I ran out the door, Logan crouched down and started to wiggle his tail

 
 

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