April 22nd 2012 9:41 am
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Friday April 27th is my special day! My GotCha day!
Oh my I am going to swoon! MOL No I'm not but I am very happy.
Back then I was living in Kitty Cottage. Now that was very nice but every cat, except our feral furends of course, want a nice home to live in. I remember that day well.
Pops came in with his friend Janet who was showing him the cottage since he have not been there befur. I saw him come in and you know that feeling you get that just lets you KNOW. Well I had that feeling. I followed him up the stairs to the attic spot. I watched and watched. He saw me and smiled. I followed him back down and he went in the small side room to sit in the chair. So I ran up the cat-tree. There I was. There he was. What to do? Oh Cat what to do? So I took the initiative as he was bending over to pet another kitty, I poked him. I poked him again and went "mewwrr".
Pops friend laughed and said "someone wants to be friends". FRIENDS! I wanted to go home with him not just be friends! Well he gave me a good pet but THEN HE LOOKED AT OTHER CATS. Woe is me. Then he left. I was sad. Forlorn. I told the other cats and they knew what I meant. That feeling only happens now and then when there is a Cosmically-Cat-Correct pairing of purrson and person.
I was dejected by being subjected to the neglected. Why Me Ceiling Cat? Why Me?
So life goes on. I was back to looking over the visitors as before and a week passed when I heard that fateful meow. "Toby! Toby! He came back! HE'S BACK!"
Of course being a cat I chilled my paws. Well not really but I made a big show of coming into the room really slowly. There he was sitting on the chair. I look around and sit. I lick my paw. I get up and up the cat tree. Again I reach out and give a tentative meow "Mewr take me home?" He did not have his friend with him but he told me "Well Toby looks like you really need a home. Want to go with me?"
DID I? Yes yes yes. So I got a nice head rub and gave a big purr. He filled out the forms and I had to wait a week of course. Kitty Cottage does it right and checks references.
So the next week I went home with the nice fellow I now call Pop. I met Timmy. Timmy told me about how he had come 6 or so months before and I met Inky. I thought he was the oldest cat in the world. He just may be. But we all got along really well and still love living here.
Thanks Pops! Oh did I mention how handsome he thought I was that first weekend he met me. Well he did. Really!
Thanks to all my furends here on Catster too! I love ya all!
It certainly is a wonderfur life!
Toby Tomcat(The Handsome One)
Happy Soon to be Gotcha Day, Toby! We know you are in the bestest pawlace evfur you could desire/need/want...
Pipo & Minko
Wow, what a great gotcha day story! I'm so glad your daddy picked you! Have a great day!
Thanks for sharing your Gotcha Day story with us!
Ohhhhhhh!!!!!! I loved your Gotcha Day story!!!!!!!!!
So furry mice to read about yer GotCha day : )