March 14th 2011 1:19 am
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The home I have loved most of my life was ruined in the earthquake in september. I spent many happy nights in that house, causing Mumma grief and letting Dadda know that brother puss was on his side!
About two weeks later the family moved into the woolshed and Dadda said it was like they had moved into my house. Three weeks ago we had another devastating earthquake and my family moved to a farm house up the road as Dadda can not do winter in the cold with his heart condition. Mumma and that child could tough it out but not Dadda, we can not risk losing him again!
I don't go that far up the road! Mumma says there is an awful family up the road further who are bad to cats!
I didn't go with my family, they took the dogs but decided that I would stay at home for as long as I could as they feel happier at home, and I was until I realised they had gone. It was just me and some horses and I longed for human company.
Mumma came home on Saturday and I meowed loudly at her and she asked if I wanted to go in her truck, but I politely declined as her and I do not get on.
And then the family's favorite alcoholic neighbour went to the new house and said she had come to help get "the puss puss" as she is so good with cats.
Her and Dadda came and put me in a box with a blanket over the top. I fair fought to get out of that box as I belong to my beautiful home by the sea and I was worried about where they were taking me! I escaped from the box and Dadda had to put me in a possum trap of all things!
Mumma, as bad as she is, she was worried for me when I came in the possum trap fair meowing boardering on growling. I was put straight to bed and feed real pussy cat meat and I was very happy.
If I go back home it is only one kilometre up the road and I now know where Dadda sleeps and he said I am more than welcome to meow loudly at his window if I want to sleep on his bed!
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