a little black cat says...
August 30th 2012 1:56 pm
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Mom is so glad she took that picture on my gotcha day. Each time she looks at it, well it is hard to believe how terrible I looked. And that picture is after she got the grass out of my nose. I was even worse. Now my fur is so glossy & shiny. I am playing more with Smitty, and he is much more gentle. Mom even caught me jumping on him to start a smack-down! I am still pretty laid back for a kitten, but that is probably my personality. In the morning, I wait my turn for breakfast, and then I either lay on mom's lap or doze in the little wood bed in the kitchen while she has her coffee. Then I get a good pet, and she goes into her office to work. I go & see what she is doing, and then I will pop into Nana's room to say hi, and nap on her rug. I have been having fun with the furry mousies & have killed several milk rings to keep mom safe. Mom says I purr louder than a jet engine, even though I do not make a sound when I try to meow. I still can only squeak a teeny bit. Mom will ask the vet, but she wonders if maybe from the grass blade it scarred my throat or something...it doesn;t matter, I love to purr anyways, and I am happy. So very happy in my new home. I am not even afraid of The Dad, and he can give a good chin rub too! Next week I go back for another shot, so I will update then. no meow, squeak!