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Tails From The Dark Side

meoWOW! from homeless to supurrstar! Thank you HQ!

OMICATS, I just don’t know where to begin! I will start with a resounding THANK YOU to HQ for honoring my diary today! And I will continue with resounding thank you’s to all who have made me feel so special - for the celebrations, the presents, the pmails and the FRIENDSHIP! I am honored to meet all of you, whether you’re new friends or long term family friends with my siblings. Mom took an unintentional hiatus from Catster for about 2 years now, with all of life’s changes in that timeframe, at times overwhelming. It is good to be back. And we will continue to be back, she’s furgotten how much fun we have here.

We seem to have a double celebration today; it is my sisfur Lily’s GOTCHA DAY today! Happy gotcha day, big sis. Thank you for reminding us, Ciao-Li and family; silly mom forgot. Bad, bad! Mom will always treasure the memory of her scooping you up in one hand as a tiny 7 week old kitten and riding you home on her bicycle, ½ block down the street to our forever home.

Come join in our celebration, it is a wonderful day today. My family and I wish everyone a very wonderful day as well.

Happy Dancer purrs!

I wish you could tell me your story

This is Shadow's mom typing now... he is taking a break as he gets frustrated typing with no opposable thumbs... :)

I wish I knew what you were thinking, as I hold you, as you gaze out the window, longing to be outside. Do you miss being outside? Do you understand your life now? Are you happy, being an inside kitty, after having lived on the streets for who knows how long?

Shadow's vet tells us he is between 3-4 years old. He is young and healthy. He was neutered, I'm sure he was loved at some point, by someone. How and why did he wind up on the streets, alone? Shadow, I wish you could tell me your story. I wish you could tell me what you experienced, how you felt, after having been cared for by somebody. Did they just stop loving you? Did they just decide, 'I don't want you anymore?' How did you feel, having a family, security, a routine... and have that all taken away?

And the biq question I have is, how did you learn to trust the very race that abandoned you; how did you come to trust and love again? Oh how I wish I could get into your mind and experience your feelings, oh how I wish you could tell me what happened.

I see you sitting at the screen door, longing to go back outside again. Granted, all of this being inside is rather new, and maybe in time the desire to be outside will gradually go away.

What was it like living on the streets? Were you cold, scared, frightened, afraid you wouldn't find your next meal? What drew you to our house? What made you want to stay in the backyard, letting us get closer and closer to you... what made you TRUST again?

Every day I thank the stars above that you came into our lives. We LOVE you so much, Moonshadow, and I beliEVE that you understand and know that... as you do your Happy Prance about the house, following me, never letting me out of your sight. I won't desert you sweet baby, I never will. I am so sorry somebody did and I hope that in time you forget that. You are very special indeed.

Don't question why you are where you are now. BeliEVE, sweet boy, BeliEVE.

My wish is to for every kitty lost, abandoned, hurt, sick, scared, injured, alone.... to be safe and loved and to have a happy ending to his/her story.

I love you Moonshadow. Thank you for adopting us.

Love,
Mom
(and Lily, Oreo, Odie, George, Tigger, Poo, Chance, Berkeley & dad)

What could possibly be next on my list of surprises?

A BREWERY PAWTY!! MOL MOL! Well this one sure takes the cake. I never knew that kitties attended brewery parties… must be that Catster magic. I am really excited! We all get to get together for a virtual party this weekend, have some wonderful food and drink and socialize. Now, this REALLY beats living on the streets.

Thank you mom for rescuing me!!!

And if this isn’t enough…. The VERY purrrty little lady that I just met will be there too. I asked if I could escort her… oh my young heart is going pitter-pat with happiness.

Happily does his signature Prancer Dance, off to find some pretty flowers for his pretty girl, and maybe get a claw trim.