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A Carolina Kitten in New York

Happy Gotcha day little Man!

August 19th 2013 7:38 am
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(from the Mommy)

Happy Gotcha Day, Boss.
Yes, I know you think you're the boss. At a whopping 15lbs, you've grown alot from the little assured kitten who sat on the dashboard on the way back to New York. I watch you pace the apartment, or stretch out on the cat tree, and gave out at the apartment, then out the window.
You leap onto the bed and onto my stomach (oof!) and lay down for chin scritches and head scritches.
You pace into the kitchen, and then back, patroling, looking for...what? Well, keeping your eye on everything.
Your coat is sleek. You are protective of me, defiant of all other males, including your father. You are my Baby, no matter your size.
You dominate all, except the old boys who just let you think you do. Staring down Smokie you find the skinny green eyed Russian Blue Rasputin is still in charge as he delivers not the gentle smack you got as a kitten, but a hard one two punch.
You deserved it, and the way of Cats, their culture, is their business. It hurts your pride, but not you, as you gaze out again, chastened but not contained.
You leap quickly up the tree, but miss a platform, almost, and look, puzzled, as Calvin passes you, lighter and smaller. Yes, you were once that size. But you are Powerful and sleek, two years of age sit upon you with the strength and agility of a healthy young male cat who has known nothing but love and good nutrition since he was plucked from under a car at Angel Oak's parking lot from whence Cee Cee sent you to us.
Large, yes, a bully, yes, at times. But ever watchful and endearing as you stretch out before Princess, or Mr. Paws to be groomed.
A big cat, yes, with a little meow, plaintive and yearning for attention, to be noticed and yes, to be loved.
And you are. Your brothers do love you, even if you try to bully them. You are big brother to Calvin and Midnight, the head of the Three Muskateers, or as your dad says, the three stooges. You knock around Ringo, the small foster kitten with easy grace, as though saying 'yeah, I was that small once!'
You've grown up in some ways, but not others. You play at every opportunity...and when not, you stretch out, so long now, sleek and long, to catch a cat nap.
And I meet your gold eyes, and smile.
I'm so glad, CK Angel, that you're home.



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Purred by: Mac (Catster Member)

August 19th 2013 at 11:19 am

So sweet. Happy Gotcha Day!
Purred by: ♥ Jezebel RIP ♥ (Catster Member)

August 19th 2013 at 11:38 pm

Happy Gotcha Day!

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