March 17th 2012 10:44 am
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I barely remember seeing mom (two legs) for the first time, something horrible bappened to me to end up at this building, But I was scared and crawled into a monster anyway, But then it moved, and a twoleg took me away from my hiding place. I was a bit greasy and scared, and I later heard them talk. I was in the motor of a van, I guess a van monster. yuck! When this other two leg took me she never let me out of her sight never even let anyone else hold me. But that was ok I didn't like any one else. But today I am happy I like my furr brothers, even if they try and hurt my two legs everynow and then, But I put them straight, I will chase and attach them. and then I comfort my twolegs till she is not scared anymore ( actually mom comforts him and lets him know nothing was wrong).
But I love her, and I don't want anyone to know I am here. So when visitors come I hide in her mattress. and wait to show my face if danger appears.
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we bee veree glad yur mom rescued ewe poohbear N soooper glad ya got outta de van motor....we like ta hide sum times two, wait, N pounce N attak case danger be just round de korner.....hope ya haza grate st patricks day and eat sum green cat grass !!
Saphira's daddy here, your story reminds me a bit of something that happened to my youngest daughter (one of the ones who gave Saphira to us for Christmas a few years ago). She and her boyfriend were both grad students at UNLV, and were renting a home in nearby Henderson. One of the neighborhood feral cats picked her boyfriend's engine compartment to have her litter. The car was out of commission until the kittens were old enough to be moved. They managed to capture and socialize all the kittens, finding homes for all of them except for Orange, who they kept. They tried to trap the momcat, but she was very street smart and by the time they graduated and had to move on, she was still free.