September 25th 2006 2:33 pm
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I have been in my new home for a week. I love it here! I can sleep on the couch or behind the chair or on the bed. There's lots of things for me to explore and plenty of food and water. But, my favorite thing about my new home is my new Mommy.
The moment our eyes met I knew I wanted her. When I first saw her she stayed and rubbed my belly and scratched my ears for the longest time. When she walked away I figured I had gotten my hopes up, again. So many people would pet me and say how pretty I was, but they never took me. I was beginning to feel there was no hope. Don't get me wrong. I was very happy in my foster home, but I wanted a permanent home.
Some time passed and I saw her again. I didn't want to make a scene, but I REALLY wanted her to come visit my cage again. She seemed to have this gentle touch and genuine love. I felt safe around her. Maybe it was just too good to be true.
More time passed. Suddenly my foster mom came over to my cage and put some sort of paper on it. It had some big writing on it and I wondered what it said. The next thing I knew, I was being taken out of my cage and brushed out and cleaned up. What was going on?!
As I anxiously waited I looked up, and guess who I saw? It was her again! She had come back. This time she had a carrier for the car. Was I really going home with her? Could this be happening? I WAS going home with her! I had a new Mommy!!!
My Mommy told me about my older brother Sam that I never got to meet. He was an orange and white Persian mix. She told me how much she missed him but how glad she was to have me. I am glad I have her, too. I wish I could have met Sam. I have seen pictures of him. I know my Mommy will love me just as much as she did (and still does) Sam. Sam was very lucky....and now I am, too.
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