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Dont get me wrong...i LOVE living with my BIG furamily...but i also miss my outside world...
On July 8, 2007 Mom grabbed me and brought me inside to live.
i have NEVER tried to get out before, but Friday night/ Saturday morning (3am), i decided i would just see what it was like outside.
Dad was bringing Sparky in one last time before going to bed and i was hiding behind a pail of Fresh Step, just inside the door.
i knew Dad didnt see me...He opened the door to come in and
ZZZZZIIIPPPPP...out the door i ran.
Mom was already in bed when she heard Dad's call for help.
Mom ran out of the house(boat) barefoot and came after me.
Hmmmm, why dont i recognize anything?
i lived in the sea wall opposite the boat for years and yet i dont see the sea wall??
Oh, i guess they moved the boat!
So i ran down the dock and found the steel boat that was my old feeding station and jumped up on it. OMC, whats this? A strange cat? i dont know this cat. As i turned to make a hasty retreat, i lost my footing and SPLASH, i was in the water swimming.
Mom was yelling...i swam to a a place i could climb out and did so.
Now i was wet and cold with Mom at my heels running down the dock once more.
i ran up to where the Marina Cats live...and encountered yet another strange cat...Where did all these new cats come from? i dont know any of them and they dont know me.
At this point i decided i better stop this hysteria and just go HOME.
i ran towards my house(boat) and Dad opened the door...
IN I RAN!!
Mom was crying now and ever so thankful that i came back inside.
She thought i was gone for good.
No, Mom...you see, i really do love those pat and rubs you have been giving me...and im staying!
Sorry for upsetting you.
i wont do that again.
Thank you Catster HQ and the diary gal for this honor!
i am thrilled....
And it wasnt just a fluke that i let Mom pet me the other day.
i have been letting her pet me EVERY DAY effur since.
i know that i am a lucky girl...
...and now a DDP!
How cool is that??
As some of you may already know, i have been living inside now since July 8, 2007.
However, i still act feral and never ever let anyone near me...ever...
until yesterday.
i have been doing much better. im not living under the sofa anymore but rather have come up to the living room and spend my time between my Morgan bed from Chumley and under the red leather chair where my food bowl is.
Yesterday i was asleep next to the big window in the sun. Mom looked down at me and very slowly, her hand came towards me...instead of my usual routine---hissing and backing away-- i let Mom touch me!!! And it felt good...
Mom was in shock but kept petting me and scratching my head and chin. i even pushed into her as she lovingly petted me.
So there is hope.
Mom thought that she might have to put me back outside in order for me to be happy, but now she has hope.
Last night as i was going to sleep, Mom looked at me and said i was smiling.
i love happy endings!!
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