August 17th 2012 5:47 am
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It doesn't seem so long ago at all!
I was a little kitten, living in South Carolina...living rough near the Angel Oak! Has anyone ever seen Angel Oak? Well, google it, cause it is SOMETHING!!!
Anyway, I lived rough with my mom and family. Mom said that the lady who makes baskets there said there was my mom and another kitten...but mom told a rescue who looked for a long time and never found them.
Mom saw my head peak out from under a car....and she got a can of food...I was scared...but hungry. I came out....and she scruffed me. She kept the food in front of me, and I kept eating, even scruffed. She then wrapped me in her little car blankie and she and daddy talked about what to do.
They were not going to leave me there. It was evident I was weaned, and Mom knew that life would be rough for me if I stayed there. She and Daddy decided to find a no kill shelter. They drove there, and they were full. But very nicely they told mom that they could test me, give me my first shots, a worming, and even some antibiotic for what looked like a cold. And...they took ticks off me! Daddy knew how to do that too! Mommy went 'eeeewwwww!'
and so I was saved!
And I rode back to NY with Mommy and Daddy...and met my brofurs and sisters...and then...all my catster furends! and Momma Panda loves me and I'm her little mancat along with new brofur Novi...and Spot...and Snow who lives with Tink..and Sweetie who's a sifur there...she so purty!
So I look back over my shoulder at the little resilliant kitten I was...and remember moms face when Dr. P said I am 13 pounds. Cause in the space of a year I is a handsome young mancat! But my brofur Smokie says 'You mind and don't get too full of yourself!' And Ruffy grooms my head and I rush off to watch the birds in the window, feeling so much better.
I am so happy to have a home where I can be fed and loved and taken care of and have warm places to sleep and brofurs and the bub to play with.
And I glance up and see the wings of a lovely brindle Calico cat who leans down and with a gentle kiss on the top of the head purrs 'You are every miracle I could have hoped for! Happy Gotcha day, little man."
And before I can tell her I'm not little anymore, she is soaring up high, and then flicks her tail and wonderful tiny fireflies of many colors tumble down..and butterflies....and I chase them and then fall onto my back, on the cat tree...and gaze down at my small, but loving and warm domain...
and I say....
Life is Good!
CK Angel Ryder Knowles
Mancat of the Kew Gardens Cats
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HAPPY GOTCHA DAY, CK!!! You gots so big. Youse bigger 'an me--I's on'y 10 pounds.
Happy Gotcha Day!
What a PURRFECT Gotcha Day story, CK~! Giggles, dat's what pawsome furbro's 'n sis's r fur, to comfort U 'n to scold U too~! I should KNOW, MILO iz always scoldin' me fur bein' way to rough 'n I bite too mush~! But we learn from 'em~! I so happy U got gotted~! Happy Gotcha Day~! 'n Big Concats on Ur Diary Pick honor today~! Whoo hoo~!! Time to pawtay~!