March 19th 2006 8:09 am
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I was born in my Mom and Dad's house 10 years ago. My cat mother was 17 years old when she had me and my brother and 3 sisters. My Mom helped my mother give birth to me because she was so old and was tired and I was the first to be born. I was the biggest and best of the litter and was born into my Mom's hand. She cleaned me up and petted me until I was breathing and active.
At 4 days old I manage to get out of the box where my brother and sisters were. My mother looked for me and accidentally knocked a heavy plastic box over on top of me nearly cutting off my back foot. I was rushed to the emergency vet's and my Mom was told that I would lose my leg. My Mom broke down into tears and the attending vet said he would do all that he could to save my leg. $200 and 22 stitches later, my toes turned a delightful pink indicating that the surgery was a success!
I cost my Mom a $100 an ounce! I know I'm special! My Mom says so every day and pampers me continuously!
I grew up without a limp and show no sign that I was ever injured as a kitten.
I am King of the house and nobody is allowed to forget that!
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