October 20th 2009 2:09 pm
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Meowmy is helpin' me write this 'cause I doesn't know how to type. I's just a little 4 month old kitten, after all...and I's blind. I's not 'xactly sure what 'blind' means. I thinks I's different from the other cats though. I sometimes bumps into things. Hoomans and cats seems to always know where I's sitting or resting, but I sure doesn't always know where THEY are! Sometimes I sees just a little bit, if I holds my head just right, but it's not anything much. Just some shadows...Is that blind?
Anyway...here's my story of the worst and the bestest times of my life!
I doesn't remember much before the cage. I thinks I wuz lost in a very noisy, very busy place called a shopping center. I heard voices, but none of them talked to me. I wuz hungry. I wuz thirsty. I wuz soooo scared!
A lady came and she wuz nice. Until she putted me in a box!! It wuzn't very big and I couldn't reach my paws through it. She talked to me, but I wuz too scared to listen much.
It got worse! When we gots out of the truck, we went inside a building. I could hear doors opening and new voices. But the SMELLS! I's only a kitten but I smelled lots of cats...and DOGS...and hoomans. It wuz soooo noisy!!!!! Barking...hissing...meowing...crying...
I didn't know what to do! I hunkered down in the corner of the box, glad now that I was hidden away.
After a long, long time, the lady tooked me in my box. She walked with me and as she walked, the bad noises got LOUDER!!! I just knew those dogs wuz right there, ready to eat me up!!! I couldn't see them but I could hear them just fine.
When she stopped, the lady's hand reached in and dragged me from the safety of my hiding place. She smelled like other cats and dogs. I tried to hold on, but she wuz much stronger. She spoke kindly to me but it didn't help me be less afraid.
She held me up in the air and I heard hoomans talking. Meowmy said later that that wuz when they made my photo for Petfinder. That wuz a good thing, really, but how would I know that at the time??
She dropped me down in what I later figured out wuz a cage. I heard meows and hisses all around me, but the barking didn't seem quite so close. Where wuz I? Why wuz I in a cage? What had I done so wrong??
For a long time, I just huddled in the corner, facing away from the door. Maybe nobody would see me...
But I wuz hungry and thirsty and I could smell food and water nearby. Finally, I ventured out and found my way to the food bowl and ate a little then had a little water. I wuz hungry but just couldn't eat much. I wuz too scared.
It seemed like I wuz there soooooo long. Meowmy sez it wuz about a week but I doesn't know what a week is. Must be a looonngg time!
One day, a man came to my cage door. Meowmy said later he wuz a trustee from something called a prison. He wuz nice to me and said I wuz being 'dopted. I wondered is 'dopted wuz a good or a bad thing??
It wuz a GOOOOOOD thing! I met my Meowmy right then! She cuddled me close and talked to me softly. Once we wuz in her car, she tooked me out of the cat carrier and gave me REAL food! From a can!! And kitty milk!!! I ate and ate and ate.
I had to go back in the carrier to ride to my new home, but that wuzn't bad 'cause Meowmy talked to me the whole time and petted me through the door when the car stopped. I already loved my new Meowmy!!!!!
Once we stopped for good, Meowmy set me up in a wonderful new place all just for me. (We went to the vet first, but that's not so interestin', I doesn't thinks...) Now I have met my new brofurs and sisfurs, but at first, it wuz just me and Meowmy in a few rooms where they couldn't come visit me. That night, I cuddled all night with Meowmy and my new Purrdaddy. It wuz so wonderful!!!
So...I still isn't sure 'bout bein' blind. It's not so bad really. I loves to run and play, chase my brofurs and sisfurs, and do all the tings other kitties do. But I is very special...'cause I founded a furever home!!!
I's a very special kitty named Stevie!!
(Note from Meowmy: I didn't intend on keeping Stevie, just rescuing him so he could find a real furever home. Little did I know that he intended to keep ME!! He follows me now everywhere I go in the house, sleeps curled next to me all night, and is my little boy.)
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