April 20th 2015 9:16 am
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Today is my second annipurrsary of my Gotcha Day!!! Two years ago my mom tells me her life changed. All because of me!
Two whole years ago my mom trapped me in this scary trap, after tricking me with yum yums, and then I slept in the batttthroom and I even went peee on myself, but that pee was a big, very good thing actually! See, when I was scared and went pee, not ta be gross, but it was all red and stinky 'cause it turned out I was sick. So when my mom took me to FixNation, where I got tha fixin', she told them and they gave me some medicines. And it worked pretty quick because when she picked me up I went peeee again and it wasn't red!
So, I got the fixin' and when she brought me home, she put me in this giant giant cage! It had a hidey-hole bed, a little lamb, a litter box (which, by tha way I used with no problems!) and some yum yums. I was so very scared. She put blankies around the cage so I had some purrrivacy. And my sisfur would come to sniff around and I guess she remembered me from hanging outside the 'partment door before I got caught because she didn't really hiss at all to me. Ok, just a little bit.
SO I lived in that cage, my safe place, fur about a week or so, then I got to explore a little. I was so so scared though that I hid in the litterbox in the bathroom. But I also got to check out the sleepy room where I love to sleep now, and Kitty checked out my safe place.
I am not even sure when or how long, and mom doesn't recall too too good about how long it took for me to come out and not hide so much, but eventually I came out of the safe place and hung out with Kitty a little bit, but I was still so so scared of mom. Kitty taught me stuff too, like how to go get yum yums, like, it was ok to get them, even though I had them in the safe spot.
One day the safe spot was gone so I found another one and it was pretty safe. And after that fur a little bit, I started to trust my mom a little and would sniff her, but no way was she gonna touch me AT ALL! But I did let her finally and OH MY CAT! I never knew that being petted would feel so so good!
And, as most of my friends know, I now love my mom and my sister so much and I like to cuddle and play and eat and hang out in the window. I also never tried to go outside again. I don't even go near the front door at all. And I like to be the first one to greet mom when she gets home and I do a little chirpy fur her. And in the mornings I like to be the first one to say hello once she gets out of the shower. I wait fur her, get a little pettins, then I go and wait to play before breakfast.
Life is so good. I still get scared if mom comes to be too fast, but this weekend I did something I hardly ever let her do-maybe like two times only before, and I let her give me lots and lots of kissies on my forehead and cheek. Of course I gave her the looks of "mom, stop it!" like most guys do when their mom gives them kisses, and soon after I hopped up. But last night I also cuddled next to her head and gave her a little bath. I even let other people pet me too now, though sometimes I am scared-I like to "walk into a palm" that is stretched out so it's like I am coming to them.
I am so happy that I was Gotted! I was just a little dude, scared and hungry when I found Kitty. I would watch her from the courtyard and she would watch me. I would sleep next to the front door and she would sleep there too. And I would meow so loud in the middle of the night for yum yums that it woke mom up and she brought food right away. I picked them and I am so glad they love me!
It really is so special for me and mom and Kitty. Kitty has had some troubles in the past but she loves me so so much. And mom says all the time that I am very special because I taught her how to be patient and that love happens and that you can love unconditionally, because no matter how long all my growing up is taking to be an indoor kitty from my feral life, I loved her and she loved me too! She says I have a brother named Indiana, who is an angel. I look so much like him. I even have a nose freckle in the same spot! Mom thinks he sent me to her and I thank him fur that!
November 24th 2014 3:20 pm
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I thought I might write today in my diary. So much is changing at my house and I love it all! I likes ta sleep on the bed with my mom and sisfur now. It is so so so cozy! Last night I even let my mom rub ma bellie! And even though I was a little too scared fur her to finish, I let her trim two, almost three of my claws this weekend! I did yet a yum yum treat after, even though I ran away pretty fast. What I like ta do is run, then turn and look ta see if mom-zilla is following me, then I run more and I hop into my safe spot, which is on the chairs under the dining room table. I even have my own soft bed there, the furst bed I evfur had in my whole entire life! It's a square and it's soft and I love to sit on it and lay on it. That spot, it's my safe place where when I am a little frightened, my mom will even let me eat my yum yums there. Although, I think Kitty is onto us with the yum yums. She has ta have them all and so sometimes I like to eat a little separate. But lately too, I like the routine. My mom goes to the kitchen, this is in the mornings, and I know it's time fur breakfast yum yums, and I follow right behind her! I even mew sometimes too, even though my meows sound more like chirpies. Kitty meows so much more...sooo...muuuuchhh...mooooreeeee....
And my mom talks right back to her in her meowies, but I can't understand hers all the time, but I know what she says when she says my name, when she says good boy, good Jack (she says that when I catch my toy and when I'm about to get some yum yum treats, and I know when she says come here.
I keep thinking about how I live on the inside now. Some of my furrriends have new brofurs and sisfurs who came from outside too. Mom always says they remind her of me and how I came inside. 'Specially since it's getting cold at night time. And it should rain, even just a little, this winter. I would come up the stairs, and do my loud meow, which is getting less loud as time does go on and more soft and not scared-see I used to meow so loud 'cause I was so lonely and was meowing fur someone, some cat. I didn't want to be alone. I even remember getting into some scuffles outside before I came in, all because I was trying to make a furriend. Mom feeds a kitty outside and she says he is nice, but when I tried to find a companion outside, he was not having it...I think that's why I found my Kitty.
Anyways, back to how I came inside...I remember one time it was so cold and wet outside and I came upstairs-at one point we had a regular dinner time, but sometimes I missed it so would meow so so loud it echoed outside in the hall and Mom would jump out of bed with a bowl of yum yums fur me. Sometimes the neighbor did too. And I will never furget my uncle Ken, who watches us sometimes. Even before I was insides to be watched, he would make sure there were yum yums outside for me when he would feed Kitty.
I remember one time it was so wet and cold, and I snuck up to get out of the rain and Mom heated up the food she gave me. Usually it was mostly just dry food, but this time it was special and warm and mushy tasties! I would stand on the stairs, a few of them down, and look away, 'cause I knew if I couldn't see her then she couldn't see me (but I think I was wrong about that one after bein' inside MOL!) I remember the rain that week because I couldn't come for yum yums everyday and my mom was so worried about me even back then and came looking fur me a couple times, but I kept hiding. Back then I was still just an outside alley cat who came fur some yum yums and got lucky!
And I had a Kitty to snuggle with on the other side of the 'partment door. I think that's why she liked me like almost right away, 'cause she knew me. Plus whenever I got the yum yums outside, Mom would let her come out-just outside the door 'cause we are not allowed outside, and she would always look at me and then walk to the yum yums and take a couple of bites before I did, then would go back to Mom. She never hissed at me. Only when I first came in like a couple times and whenever we come home from the docs...and when I am too playful. Ok, so she hisses sometimes, but she never did when I was outside MOL!
I am just so happy to be inside. I even like Kitty's boyfurrriend now too. He comes and stays fur sleepies sometimes and I actually slept by his stinky feets! And when I hid at first, I came back up and I like him to pet me sometimes. Just like when Uncle Ken comes over I come out to say hi, even though I am still a little scared. Mom says that's ok though, fur me to be a little scared. I was outside afterall and saw some scary stuff and met some scary people that made me hide until it was yum yum time.
Soooo, after all this, furriends, I had to just write about how I came insides fur a little bit because I feel so special. Sometimes I think that they picked me, Mom and Kitty... but truthfully, they know that I picked them!
August 20th 2014 3:18 pm
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Ah! Mom is leavin us fur a few days! She's gonna go visits our furmily back on the east coast. I am nervfous 'cause even though my uncle Ken has come over ta feeds us, I still get scared and stuffs. Mom told him though where my favfurite toy was gonna be kept (duh! Da Bird sparkly thing!)and she told him if I din't come out fur yummies, he could leave the food by the bed and I would sneaks out to eat it.
Last night I made sure to get exercises, and chase Kitty lots and lots. Mom closed me out of the bedroom fur awhile. When she does that though I like ta scratch and mew at the door and she lets me in, and on these special nights then I like to chase Kitty again pretty much right away. I think Mom is worried I am gonna bother Kitty while she is gone, and that Kitty will get stressed out n stuffs.
Lately it's been pretty good livin' inside. It's been quite a long time now. I never look out the front door-I achully avoid it all together. I still run from Mom though sometimes, but oh my cat! I have been getting sooooo mannnny cuddddles! I like to sleep on the bed sometimes, only sometimes, far away by Mom's feets. But I like to sit up next to her tummy too, and she loves that, and I do too 'cause the best thing is getting petted a lot. And Da Bird...that's the other best thing.
Wish me and Kitty luck this weekend! Mom made sure to put lots of tissue paper out fur me to run through and yummies and blankies too in my hidey spots, just in case.