November 10th 2009 4:51 pm
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My name is Tiger Lillie and I always want to be the kitten of the house, but recently they brought a new kitten in. I have started to get used to him now and realize in a while he will grow up and i will get to be the kitten again.
You see it all started 13 years ago. Some one left me in the forest in the White Mountains of Northern New Hampshire, when I was only 3 weeks old. I was lucky as my people found me and decided to keep me. I was so tiny in the beginning I had to stay in a cat carrier and be fed with a bottle. Perry was just a young cat then too. he was only about 18 months old himself, but he took it into his head he had to take care of me. He decided he was my dad and started to wash me. He made sure I would live and parented me.
Very soon Perry started to carry me everywhere. I no longer stayed in the cat carrier, as Perry would not have it. He made such a lot of noise they gave in and let me out. It seemed everything I did was a reason for Perry to wash me, so I was never dirty. Perry would hold me down and lick me even when all I wanted to do was play. I am all grown now and he still does this.
We have what the people call lick fights now. Perry is getting very old now, the people tell me I am old too, but I know I am still the kitten they just do not know it. Perry still wants to take care of me and now he wants to take care of this new kitten too. I do not understand him and kittens!
Any ways it won't be long, that kitten is nearly as big as Perry and soon I will take my rightful place as Queen and Kitten of the house again!!!
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